Dear Beck,
This week we celebrated your second birthday. How is that even possible? On your actual birthday, your dada took the day off work and the three of us had a great time together. We had a yummy breakfast, including a rare treat for you: toaster strudel. Then it was off to the Mariano's bakery, where you pointed out the cake in the display that you wanted to consume. Next, we paid your pediatrician a visit and she confirmed how awesome and healthy you are. You did not love being at the doctor...I think our recent ER and specialists visits for your foot have given you a bit of white coat anxiety. Not that I blame you. You got two shots as well, but calmed down quickly when we mentioned our next destination. The pool! We went to the park district swimming pool, which you and I have started frequenting. You were so excited "swimming, swimming, swimming..." It was dada's first time at this pool. We all got changed and walked up to pay for our time. The pool was empty, but it was 20* outside so that was no real surprise. Well, it turned out that mama read the schedule wrong and the kid's pool was not actually open during that time, only the lap pool. Thankfully, there are still some kind souls in the world and when they heard why we were there, they opened the pool and turned everything on just for YOU. I am certain you had no idea what I was saying, but when I told you this your mouth dropped open in a big smile. Priceless. We played and "ah-boomed" (for when we lift you in and out of the water quickly with lots of splashing) for about 30 minutes or so. You have recently discovered how much fun inner tubes are and are becoming quite bold about walking out into deeper water. And yes, you fell and went completely underwater three or four times. This surprised you, but you just kept going. Bold. After that it was home for a quick lunch and then to nap because you were wasted. And so was mama. :) You slept for just over three hours, kiddo. And I may have caught a few winks myself during that time.
After we all woke up, it was time for a quick snack and then we took Lita for a walk. You spoke with lots of family while I made your birthday dinner of macaroni and cheese, hot dogs, and fish sticks. Live large, little man. Then it was finally time for cake! The candles mesmerized you. I cut you a slice of your selection and placed it in front of you. That first bite elicited the most awesome of responses,,, an "mmm...yum.." with a little giggle in there. So adorable. And can we talk about that cake for a moment? The cake you pointed at in the case was the "Signature Cake". It was covered in chocolate ganache, but that is all we knew. Turned out that the inside was chocolate cakes, with a layer of chocolate buttercream, a layer of cheesecake, and a layer of cherry filling. Wow. I never would have selected something like that, but it was delicious. Good choice. Finally, you got your gift from us... A talking minion from Despicable Me. "Tim" was a big surprise to you and you spent the rest of the night chatting and snuggling with him.
All of this comes after the fact that we had a party to celebrate with family two weeks ago. It was minion themed and you had an awesome time! I always worry that these events will overwhelm you, but you have done quite well with them. You had a great time playing with your cousins, eating some of the breakfast catering that we had, opening your gifts, and, of course, devouring a minion cupcake. :) Some pretty severe storms rolled through our area while we were busy celebrating you. We got very high winds, lots of rain and even some hail. There were also lots of tornadoes further south, but we all stayed safe.
You have been quite the cuddler lately, wanting to give lots of hugs and kisses. I will never say no. You have also been quite impressive at large family gatherings, including your birthday, socializing with everyone. Although your Uncle Dan still scares you a bit for some reason. I would like to think that the fact that you are so secure has something to do with your parenting, but maybe that is just you. Either way, you are pretty darn awesome. We still have our moments of course. You are wanting to be carried a ton lately and I cannot always accommodate that request. My belly cannot accommodate that request. :) Your "up?"s and "pweese?"s kill me. I know you just want to be close.
Your dada and I love you so much, pumpkin. I am going to have to stop calling you "baby" pretty soon because you will be a big brother soon enough. But, you will always be MY baby.
Hugs and kisses, mama
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