Two

It's not so much that he just turned two, it's the wrapping my head around the speed of time that does me in.

I have the greatest kid ever. I know, I know everyone thinks their kid is the greatest... but really, mine is the best. It's been so long since I've written about our moments that it feels overwhelming to think about where to start.

How about with last night when we were all hanging out on the living room floor - Bry and I sitting together watching TV through Ryker playing with his trucks, dinosaurs or trains. When he saw the love, he decided he needed to get in on it and came over to sit between us. Then he moved to the end beside me, with daddy's arm around mommy and both of us with our arm wrapped around him. He couldn't stop coming in for a hug for the next half hour or so. Not a baby cuddle, but a grown up hug accompanied with a pat on the back or on the shoulder and then pulling away and looking into our eyes with his head tilted, almost like he was consoling us. He gives the BEST hugs.

The three of us were playing catch with a little foam basketball he got from his cousins for his birthday (that overnight, our dog Bella has chewed to pieces) in the living room and he would clap his hands twice and then open them up ready for the "catch" as if to say, "Over here, I'm open". It's the awesome things like that where you wonder, where did he pick that up? 

Then there are the things that you know exactly where he picked them up from. Like the word, fuck for example, which he repeated for the first time this past weekend after I closed the umbrella on my finger.

I remember writing about the nights that Bryon and I would creep into his room and watch him sleep on our way to bed, refusing to ever let him actually sleep with us. We couldn't possibly go against all of the bullshit baby book rules and create bad sleeping habits! And now, most nights when he makes a peep or calls for us, one of us gets up to bring him in between us.

"We're good parents," Bryon said one night. And you know what... We totally are. That kid is so loved and he so knows it. 

The instant you realize how quickly he's growing up hits you like a train and it's everything you can do to hang on to every little man moment. It's not that I think to myself, I'm not going to be able to do this when he's 10... and that's going to be tomorrow.

22.10.13