2.5

My Dear Buddy,

This month you turned two and a half years old. Wow.

See, your sister is 3 (only for one more month, but the fact remains), so the thought of you getting closer to that age with every day makes me scratch my head. Time is going faster than I would like. But you know what's one thing that's been making things a little bit easier?

Ever since Rosie started preschool in January, you and I have gotten a lot more time together, just the two of us. And now we have our own little routines and traditions, don't we?

When you were first born, I bemoaned the fact that you would never get me to yourself. You also had a 16 month old sister who needed lots and lots of care and love. I worried that I wouldn't be able to concentrate on you enough.

It all worked out. You both got the love, attention and care that you needed and deserved. I learned that a mother's love, and her abilities, only increase the more children she has. From the day you were born, it was always the 3 of us, Monday- Friday while Dad worked. When Rosie started preschool, we almost didn't know what to do with ourselves.

Almost.

Then we discovered that we had a little more flexibility, it just being the two of us. We zipped in and out of stores when needed, and some days we went to the local pet store just to gaze at the fish and the birds because you enjoyed it. We went to Look Park and you got to decide what we did and where we went.

As the littlest in the family, these decisions were not usually made by you, and up until the past half year, you couldn't vocalize what you wanted. I could see the thrill in your eyes as I started to say "Yes" a lot more on our mornings together.

One of our little traditions we started, inspired by our good friend and her little boy, is that we began trying out pastries from different bakeries about once a week. We usually choose a muffin and split it. It's a small luxury that we both enjoy.

I'm loving this time with you, Buddy. I enjoy our little inside jokes and the way you get excited about the things we do together. You're quite the little guy.

Love you forever,
Mama