Benjamin Truett House, world traveler and the most non stop action packed toddler that ever existed, is now two years old!
One thing I realized was how it really feels like he's two. I take a lot of joy in that because it reflects how time has slowed down for us, and we're able to be in the thick of it 24/7. His first year flew by because I was working and stumbling through the dark in this thing called raising a human being. Also when your life is consumed with getting peed on, you crying, the baby crying, trying to breastfeed, trying to clean bottles and trying to get out the door by 7 after a night of all those things combined then you don't have a lot of time to stop and smell the baby powder.
Benny House, here is your life...
I love taking naps with you. I'll let you fall asleep in your bed then go get you while you're asleep. It's just you and me in the cozy bed.
I love how you get excited to read books. I love how you point to pictures and either say "Is a ..." then name the picture, or you ask so your daddy or I have to tell you "It's a lion, It's a truck, It's a flower..." You also like for daddy or I to tell you what the picture is by whispering "Was that?"
I love when you come inside and smell just like how a little boy should smell. Sweet, sweaty, sunblock and just a touch of good ol dirt. I know you had a great time when you have that smell.
I love when I'm cooking dinner and you come in the kitchen wanting to see what I'm doing. You usually want to stir the boiling pot, so we have to find a way to get you to stir something less dangerous.
I love how excited you get to help daddy do projects. You love being by his side when he's fixing his bike or things around the apartment. Two years old and already daddy's helper.
I love your smile with your mouth full of cute little teeth. And how your laugh has evolved into a cute chirping sound.
I love how having you made me want to be a better person, to be a great example of what a good human being should be. To not sweat the small stuff, to look at all points of view before rushing to a conclusion and to try to simply cool out. I know that at times I've failed miserably at that (I mean, I just picked up the crayons and now you're going to throw them around again!), but when it's quiet and when it's calm I look back on the day and pick out where I can do better for you. Thank you for giving me that kind of perspective in my life.
So Happy Birthday to our 2 year old boy! Benjamin House, Benny, Benny Boots, Cub, Cubby, Cubs and Wookie- your Daddy and I love you more than my simple words can express.
One thing I realized was how it really feels like he's two. I take a lot of joy in that because it reflects how time has slowed down for us, and we're able to be in the thick of it 24/7. His first year flew by because I was working and stumbling through the dark in this thing called raising a human being. Also when your life is consumed with getting peed on, you crying, the baby crying, trying to breastfeed, trying to clean bottles and trying to get out the door by 7 after a night of all those things combined then you don't have a lot of time to stop and smell the baby powder.
Benny House, here is your life...
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| It has been amazing to see you grow from this (just born) |
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| to this (7 months) |
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to this (12 months)  |
So, to my sweet Benny (who will always be my little baby) here are some things I wanted to list of what your dad and I love about you at 2...
I love taking naps with you. I'll let you fall asleep in your bed then go get you while you're asleep. It's just you and me in the cozy bed.
I love how you get excited to read books. I love how you point to pictures and either say "Is a ..." then name the picture, or you ask so your daddy or I have to tell you "It's a lion, It's a truck, It's a flower..." You also like for daddy or I to tell you what the picture is by whispering "Was that?"
I love when you come inside and smell just like how a little boy should smell. Sweet, sweaty, sunblock and just a touch of good ol dirt. I know you had a great time when you have that smell.
I love when I'm cooking dinner and you come in the kitchen wanting to see what I'm doing. You usually want to stir the boiling pot, so we have to find a way to get you to stir something less dangerous.
I love how excited you get to help daddy do projects. You love being by his side when he's fixing his bike or things around the apartment. Two years old and already daddy's helper.
I love your smile with your mouth full of cute little teeth. And how your laugh has evolved into a cute chirping sound.
I love how having you made me want to be a better person, to be a great example of what a good human being should be. To not sweat the small stuff, to look at all points of view before rushing to a conclusion and to try to simply cool out. I know that at times I've failed miserably at that (I mean, I just picked up the crayons and now you're going to throw them around again!), but when it's quiet and when it's calm I look back on the day and pick out where I can do better for you. Thank you for giving me that kind of perspective in my life.
So Happy Birthday to our 2 year old boy! Benjamin House, Benny, Benny Boots, Cub, Cubby, Cubs and Wookie- your Daddy and I love you more than my simple words can express.
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