18 Months

My sweet little boy,

It's true - I have to say boy now. I can't really call you a baby when you are running, saying words and doing everything your big sister does (well, almost everything). You still have me wrapped around your finger. I am admittedly harder on your sister than I am on you, and your Daddy is the opposite, so I hope together we strike a fair balance. And I know it's going to catch up with me, so now that I have this new discipline chart it may not be so easy, and you may not like me much. Sorry bud. It's for your good, I promise.

Your grandma's dream of her son experiencing what it was like to raise a boy with endless energy has come true. Only I'm the one who gets to experience it the most! When I'm not kissing your sweet cheeks I'm calling you a little rascal because you are into everything you shouldn't be. Just this morning I caught you digging in my houseplant in my office, which led to dirt all over the floor. That was after you had smashed the granola bar into the bathroom floor and hurled yourself over the back of both couches. A few days ago I found you on top of my office desk in the pen/pencil jar. And a few days before that you were discovered sneaking in the dog food bin for a snack and a dog food throwing party. Thank goodness for brooms and Swiffers. On that same day you kindly turned the faucet of my tub around so that it was pointing on the floor and turned the water on. Nothing like a huge puddle on the floor to force me to mop. I try and look at those spills as opportunities to deep clean a section of the floor, which rarely gets deep cleaned. You wouldn't believe how clean it is by the dog water bowl. It sparkles most days because you must think the dogs have plenty of water outside and you need to show me that you know how to splash with your feet. Oh Frazier. 

I really do love you to pieces. You are starting to run and are eager to learn new words. You are often saying hot, dog, bye bye, bird, moo (when you see the cow), shish (fish), shoe, wawa (water), night night,  gola bar (granola bar), car and vroom vroom. You love to look at books - your favorites right now are Goodnight Moon and It's Time to Sleep. You think picking vegetables in the garden is awesome, and you can't get peas and beans in your mouth fast enough. You love the outdoors like your sister and are attracted to water of any shape and size. You make a beeline for mud puddles, the hose and the dog water bowl. You love to give kisses, and I mean LOVE. You are incredibly affectionate, and it's so sweet. You eat pretty well, and you really love beans, fruit and pasta. 

Some days you really wear me out, but I sure do love being your Momma. 

I love you Frazier,
Momma