HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! Today, you are 2-years-old and I’m still trying to figure out how that is possible. It feels like just yesterday your Daddy and I were checking into the hospital to welcome you into this world, but here you are–a 2-year-old little boy!
You are the light to my life and a joy to anybody who gets to spend time with you. There isn’t a day that goes by that someone doesn’t comment on how happy you are. Smiling, laughing & just being silly easily rank among your top favorite things to do. It’s rare that we see you sad (unless you are tired or hungry) and oftentimes you have the ability to turn my own attitude around with your smile and sweet hugs.
Over the last several months I have watched you blossom! You are running, jumping, kicking & dancing non-stop. You are communicating your wants and needs, especially your favorite foods–pancakes, waffles, donos (AKA donuts), cheese & pezza (AKA pizza)–and you are starting to string words together, like “pretty please” and “high five.” I’m continually amazed at what you have learned simply by observing the world around you. I mean, just yesterday you went potty on the big boy potty for the first time, without any prepping or anything. You just did it!! And trust me, we celebrated!! Seriously Mav, you are smart beyond your years and your Dad and I are dreading the day that it comes back to bite us in the butt.
Speaking of your Daddy, he is your best friend. The two of you are like two peas in a pod, constantly getting into trouble & raising the volume in this household by at least 1,000. You mimic everything your Daddy does (including that one word four-letter word that starts with an “F”) and you miss him so much when he is gone that it hurts. Thank goodness for FaceTime!
Next to spending time with your Daddy, your favorite things consists of baseball (everything is a ball or bat to you), playing outside, puzzles & all things with wheels (cars, trucks & trains). You are constantly on the move and are happy to “go-go” run errands with me during the day. In fact, while out you wave and say, “HI!” to everybody we see. And if they don’t acknowledge you, you just keep saying hello, louder and louder, each time until they say hi back. It’s cute–the first time it happens–so we are working on it. You also love your Gigi, or Gerald the Giraffe. He’s your buddy and even though the poor guy looks like his neck is completely broken & hanging on by a thread, you love him.
Mav, I could write forever about what a special little boy you are to so many people in our lives. You have absolutely no idea how loved you really are and the best thing is how much love you have to give back. Much like your Daddy, hugs and kisses aren’t something you shy away from. In fact, they are usually accompanied with a high-five to top it all off.
Your second year of life is going to be filled with even more changes as you become a big brother!! Trust me, I know it’s not easy having a little sibling. Your Aunt Haggie nearly ruined my life with her arrival, but I promise you it’s worth it. Baby Sister will be your best friend and I know you will be a great teacher & protector to her. And while our family adjusts to being having another little one to love, always remember that you were my first baby–the one that made me a mommy–and for that you will always be my baby boy.
Happy Birthday, Maverick! I love you and I am so proud of you.