The warmest, most light-filled day of my week. You are so snuggly and funny. You LOVE to bake...you just want to help. Unless we ask you to, of course. I can't believe you are almost 4. We played boyMonopoly and Candyland. We read books. We baked chocolate chip (garbanzo bean) cookies...we took a couple each to dad and E. at school in plastic baggies. You like your little stuffed animals a lot: bunny and puppy and badger (a puppet I think may actually be a prairie dog or something) and goosey. Simple, practical names. If I pretend to be them (talking for them), I can usually get you to put your coat on or get into your car seat. I just adore you completely. Even when you hit me (you never really try to make it hurt...it's just you expressing...something. You are like me in that your shame quickly becomes defensive anger...that is a genetic predisposition AND a learned behavior I am sure. So I am just doing my best to be gently firm, to love you with every disciplinary action, to look you in the eyes when we speak and bake and play games. You are so shiny and glowy most of the time...you have the most gigantic smile when you are jumping into the pool and kicking your own bottom with your heels as you hit the peak of your arc!
For your 4th, you have told me MANY items that are on your list. With my aging brain, I remember a few:
Electric toothbrush (Spiderman)
Lego sets - especially one with a big ship
More wooden train tracks and another train car that is electric ("remote control" - do these exist?)
I should write them down when you say them. It's hard to remember when I try.
I am so thankful for your you-ness. You and Eli are the lights of my life. You will always be.
Love. So lucky in it, we are.
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