My darling Jake, today you turn two-years-old. I knew having a child would bring joy into our lives, but I had no idea how much joy YOU would bring into it. You have brought more joy to your dad and I than you can ever imagine. I knew having a child would mean more love in the house, but I had know idea how much love I could feel for someone until you arrived. These past two-years have honestly been the greatest two-years of my life. Each day your bring more love and more joy into our lives. Each discovery, each new word, each milestone, each challenge, it accumulates into this huge ball of love that surrounds you. I just want to squeeze you some days and soak more of it in.
Your vocabulary is not a big as some toddlers just turning two, but you get your point across very well. And, nearly every word you do say is crystal clear. Strangers can tell the difference between HAT and HOT when you speak. Nothing sounds better to me than when you say Mama or Dada. For my birthday last month you said "Sheep" for the first time. It was probably the best gift I've ever received.
You are physically advanced for a two-year-old. You can climb fences better than most adults I know. Just this past Saturday night you climbed 5 rails of a fence at our friend's home, all to get a better few of the horse. You are already in a toddler bed (and have been for a few months) because you were climbing out of your crib all the time. You hit golf balls with your clubs really well. You can throw left handed better than right handed. You are really good a lot of things, I couldn't possibly list them all.
You hate using utensils when eating a meal, you hate shutting the sliding glass door behind you and you hate getting your hair cut with clippers. But other than those few things you are an easy going, happy toddler.
You love the dogs and you love your sheep and goat. You LOVE Pizza. I've had to start telling you that other things are pizza just so you try it. I think your love for pizza came about cause daddy lets you put the cheese on it. (we make our own). Now I even call chicken "Pizza chicken" just so you'll give it a try. Sneaky mommy. You love baths, wooden puzzles and the dump truck daddy gave you when you were 9-months-old. You push that thing all over the yard and house for what seems like hours a day. You love being independent and discovering new things. You LOVE rocks. Oh my son, rocks bring you so much joy. Sometimes it drives me crazy, but most of the time it just cracks me up when I find rocks in all your pockets or when you come into the house with a big handful of rocks and you smile at me and proudly show me your loot. So adorable!
You are great about taking naps most days and going to bed is no problem for you now that you are used to your toddler bed. You sleep straight through the night and generally you wake up very happy. You drink the grossest soy milk ever, but you love it and won't drink regular milk at all. It cracks us up how you take that chalky nasty unsweetened soy milk and suck it down but spit out a sip of regular milk.
Jake, you truly are an amazing person. The people who know you in person all want me to get you into the tv/movie business. They all say how special you are and I think they want you in movies or TV cause they want to show you off to the world. You have an energy and charm about you that very few people have. I know I'm biased cause I'm your mommy but so many people who are around you, even for a short time see it. Quite frankly, you've got charisma. (we however, will not be pursuing tv/movie fame for you).
When you wake up in the next half hour or so I'm going to give you a big hug, sing you happy birthday (sorry about the singing) and pour you a big sippy cup of gross soy milk. Tonight you get candles and birthday cake and more hugs. Sunday we have a family party. I'm going to take plenty of pictures so that you can see for yourself what an amazing little boy you are at two-years-old.
Happy Birthday Jake I love you!
Mommy
