Monday, September 23, 2013

TWoooooooooo...

Two Years Old... Two Years Old... I just don't quite believe that two years have passed since this: (Photograph by Dimples and Curls Photography) You are so grown up in so many ways. We are still waiting for your two year check-up because your doctor is super busy. You did however just suffer from your first (and second) severe ear infection EVER. I mean seriously you waited two years and just when I thought we were in the clear BAM double whammy. I am thankful that you have not suffered from them up to this point BUT I do hope that was it. Anyways at that appointment you weighed about 31 pounds and that's pretty much the same weight that you have been for quite a while. I feel like you are pretty tall for your age, 36 inches (3 ft). You are in size 5 diapers but we are hoping that you are going potty REAL soon. We tried in July but that was a no go. You liked it at first but then after a couple of days you became terrified, oh well. You looked so super cute in your big boy pants. You are still semi in 2t clothes but have slowly switched over to 3t's. Your feet have practically tripled over the summer. Before we went to New York you were in size 5's, like just in size 5's. Three weeks later I have you sized and you are in size 7's?!?! What?? How did that happen. So there goes a couple of shoes never worn, packed away. Oh and the Nike sandals and shoes I bought you for next summer (size 8, thought I was safe), yeah you are wearing those now. (Photograph's by Meredith Jameson Photography) You are a personality and a half. You know how to flash the devilish of grins, give the biggest hugs (little pat, pat and all), but Ohhhhhhhh do you also have a major attitude, throw a raging tantrum, and the casual bite at school NO BITING LOGAN... You have started saying this, so much so that people ask how your day is and you say "No bite, I get ollipop"... Yikes STOP BITING... Your vocabulary is beyond impressive, you carry on full sentence conversations with us. You can count to 13 (thanks to our stairs). You love to sing, read and DANCE man oh man do you love to dance. You are so into music that you have begun telling me "Next song, peas." Speaking of your "Peas", you like to occasionally throw out a "Pikepeas" day! Where I put gel in your hair and you rock your "pike". We have been trying your colors for MONTHS but much to our dismay everything is still ORANGE, I think you just say the color to mess with us, especially daddy. His Gamecocks archnemesis' school colors are purple and ORANGE, OH NO!! You love to play and play HARD, oh my goodness I don't think I have ever seen a two year with the imagination that you have. Speaking of which we slightly believe that you have some type of photographic memory. Seriously you see something ONCE and you don't forget, it can be days, weeks, months and you seriously remember EVERYTHING... Just the other night we went to a favorite pizza shop that we hadn't been to in month, we pull in the driveway, JUST in the driveway, and you SNAP. You want out of the car ASAP because they have painted circles in their parking lot and you want to jump from one to the next. WHAT?? It has literally been months... We go to a different place for dinner near our house where you are kind of a celebrity and help with the register and seriously after a long hiatus you stroll in the place go straight behind the counter and pull yourself out two lollipops, SHEESH... You amaze us with everything that you do. You are growing up and becoming such a fantastic little guy. I'll take your tantrums daily and your attitude and your sideways looks any day because you know what, every night you still want "Mama rocky".. You snuggle up and give a big hug and we rocky. And when you say "I wuve you so much too mama", melt my heart. I love you so much my little buddy and I hope you continue to grow mind, body and soul to be the best little guy you can be. And a little southern gentleman at that, "Yes mam!" (we are still working on the "sir")!!

1 comment:

bsmithhill said...

Love it Shannon! Lo is such a cute, sweet little guy. I love that our boys are in the same class. Remind me to tell you the dream Jones said he had the other night about Logan!