Dearest Effy,
Your latest & greatest saying is "what's that?" usually with a bit of a lisp, which I find completely adorable!
When I put you down to bed I always say "night night, I love you" and you say "nose" pointing to my nose. Then you continue to point out each of my facial points; eyes, ears, cheeks, etc. Finally I say "night night" again and you respond with "what's that" as you pull my hair gently to your face lightly tickling your face with it. "Hair" I say and "night night" again, as you then pull my face to yours and 'kiss' me over and over again... these are the moments I long for at the end of the day. When I can lay my head on your chest and you hold me gently. I pull back enough to see you smile and feel your breathe on me. It's in these moments when I feel like being a mom has its rewards, that you value my unconditional love instead of another 'thing' to have for yourself. I can see here that you aren't selfish and you like to give back, that you are kind and loving. These moments don't come as often as they used to, like when it was easy to hold you as a baby and never let go.. now I have to chase you down to get a kiss!
Though most days you do stop frequently for a hug & kiss. You are mommies little boy after all! You seek my attention and affection, which sometimes is inconveniently requested when I am using the bathroom or trying desperately to down my coffee so I can finally look into the light of day! Ahh.. in those moments I wish you would just leave me be for just a few more seconds.. till I am done, but love can't wait.
You are also cutting your 2 year molars. It seems like it's been an eternity for just one to come through, and yet there are still 2 more to go! You chew on your fingers all day long, I swear they should be raw by now but miraculously they are in tact! If it's not your fingers it's something else, like puzzle pieces or the plastic screwdriver.. but not those teething toys I bought!
Effy, you fight with your sister entirely too much, do you think you could stop sometime soon? Also I don't like it when you body slam her... it hurts, really! I know you like to wrestle with daddy and Keke thinks it's funny at first, but she always ends up crying! Stick to kicking daddy's rear... someday you will be able to beat him for sure!
Also I'd like to say, Stop pushing on my rear! I know it squishy and fun to poke at... but I DON'T LIKE IT AT ALL! You're getting a little too personal when you start doing that and next time I might just pop it back and then you'll be very sad.
We've discovered that you have my pout.. I don't know if that is a good thing or not. I do know that it's cute because of your fat bottom lip sticks far out, but you might be made fun of as you get older!
You are a bit rough with the babies at times. Lately you have been running around with those push toys (which are meant for the babies to learn how to walk), and instead of allowing them to have a turn you've completely made them fearful to even go near one. (ok, maybe I'm exaggerating, but if I were a baby I would be afraid of you with push toys) I'm sure you are fully aware that I won't stand for scaring the babies, so again stop it!
You scare me to death! Effy, I can't even go out in public without the fear of you darting off! We went for a walk (all 5 of us; babies, Keke, me, you) and needed to stop to let Keke remove the dirt from her sandals. I could feel the moment building up as you tried to free yourself from my half attempted grasp. You bolted and I was forced to leave everyone else for the second it took to grab you... ooo boy aren't you glad that people were watching! First of all, I don't like fear entering my heart as I see you race away from me. Secondly, I don't like to run against my will, or at all for that matter! Thirdly, you've managed to give me gray hairs, I don't know where they are, but I'm sure they are there somewhere! So please, for the love of your blessed mother, stop running away from me! I love you entirely too much and would die of heartache if anything would happen.
At the end of the day, I look forward to those moments when you touch my face and say "mommy". It reassures me that I'm doing something right by you. I love you my little man!
Love Always,
Mommy
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