Things I Don’t Want to Forget: 11 Months

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+ The squinty eye look you give me when you feel like being a little dramatic.

+ How stinking hard it is to change your diaper. Impossible. You better potty train soon.

+ Your little feet scooting blindly backwards off the bed. I especially love it when you are a little further from the edge than you thought.

+ When you come out of your room with a pacifier in your mouth because you left it close enough to the edge of your crib that you’d be able to grab it later.

+ Your little steps! I can’t believe you’re walking. And how cautious you are with your walking.

+ Your fake laugh. And your real laugh. And how much you want to make other people laugh.

+ You, crawling into Harry’s room, and then all of a sudden… the sound of banging on the piano fills the air.

+ Your little words. This, that, yes, ish (please), Mama… I love them.

+ When I take your shoes off and your little ankles turn in circles and your toes stretch.

+ How much you love animals. All is lost when Calvin walks into the room. You can’t crawl to a dog fast enough. You even kiss all the animals in your favorite book (which is your favorite because of the pictures of the animals).

+ Holding your hand while you walk along.

+ The way you look in Harry’s old clothes.

+ Your blonde hair.

+ All four of your little teeth. I miss your gummy smile sometimes, but holy cow are you cute with teeth.

+ The way you love music. I wonder if that will continue throughout life.

+ The way you just want to be one of the boys.

+ How hard it was for me, but how easy it was for you, the first night I wasn’t here to put you to bed.

+ When you get reaaaallllly tired and you rest your sweet little face against mine.

+ Your hands.

+ Oscar Paul, I’m crying writing out this list. This year has gone by all together too fast and I fear that is going to be the way of it with you. You’re independent and stubborn, ready to join in with Harry, whatever he is doing, and I love it. I’m so excited to watch you grow. You are one third of my everything, little boy.

xoxo Mama

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Things I Don’t Want to Forget: 3.5 Years of H

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+ When I heard a thump in your room last night and went up to check on you and you were standing at the window. You turned to me and quickly crouched down because you thought you would be in trouble then threw caution to the wind and said “Do you want to see the moon???”

+ “Do you want to talk about tractors?”

+ ALL THE TRACTOR TALK. I hope you have a really well paying job when you grow up because you have grand plans to buy 40 plus 40 tractors.

+ How sweet you are when you tell me I can sleep in your room, heck, in your bed, every single night.

+ You hiding inside the tractor tires.

+ How loud you are. I don’t get it, but you talk so loud.

+ Pizza is always the answer to “What do you want for dinner?”

+ This two and a half months abroad and how well you’re adjusting / how hard it’s been on you. You’ve been a champ, but it’s really tough. You went through a few weeks where you cried daily about missing Germany.

+ Walking into your room at naptime to find you tucked into the bed and snuggled up with that giant monkey.

+ How sweet you can be when you’re talking to an adult.

+ The sweet little talks you give your brother when he’s crying in the car. “It’s okay buddy, we’re almost home! So close now.”

+ How you will eat anything if we tell you there is sugar in it.

+ How amped up you get when you eat sugar.

+ Your rendition of “Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star.”

+ How much you love Hook by Blues Traveler.

+ Your view on the upcoming election. “I don’t want any. I’m going to close my eyes and not listen.”

+ You still would drop everything to snuggle me. I have to remember that. You are quite a handful lately. Three and a half is a trying age and you’re doing everything to test your spot in this family. But I need to just stop and snuggle you daily. Because you love it, I love it, and it’s so good.

xoxo Mama

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Things I Don’t Want to Forget: 10 Months

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+ The way you lay your head in the crook of my neck anytime someone says hi and you’re feeling bashful.

+ How fast you can crawl when you really want something. And how funny it is.

+ The sleepy little giggles you give me after I put you in bed and then push my nose against your cheek and kiss you.

+ All the food in your hair. Every single meal you restyle your hair, using steak or oatmeal or applesauce as your styling gel.

+ Your sweet smile when I pull out The Going to Bed Book at naptime and bedtime.

+ When you’re all done eating and you clap your hands because you know there is something with your hands to signal you’re done, but clapping seems to get the job done.

+ The teething snuggles.

+ The way you fight so hard to get away from me when I need to change your diaper.

+ How cute your face is when you’re trying out standing on your own.

+ I’m pretty sure you’re calling everything “this” right now and I love it.

+ Imitating Harry. All day every day. Now if only we could get him to talk anything but babytalk or screams to you.

+ How happy you were at the top of Pinnacle Mountain after our hike up there.

+ Everyone is always impressed with how much you eat. I never want to forget that. You eat more than your brother!

+ The bath splashing.

+ Your arm hooked around mine, your hand hanging on tight in case I dare try to put you down.

+ All of your pacifiers and sometimes your bunny getting chucked over the sides of your crib every time you’re in there.

+ The way you snuggle right up to your bunny when it’s time to sleep.

+ How it feels when you lean back on me to read before you go to sleep.

+ You “brushing” your teeth.

+ How much you don’t feel like a baby anymore, but you definitely don’t feel like a kid yet either. You’re in between and I love it and I hate how fast it’s going, but I’ll say this much: Every day is my favorite with you.

xoxo Mama

Things I Don’t Want to Forget: 9 Months

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+ The way it took you nine and a half months to finally start crawling, yet how frustrated you would get when you were left sitting somewhere you didn’t want to be.

+ Your social, fake laugh.

+ How much you already look up to your brother. You’re his little parrot.

+ The Great Sleep Regression of Summer 2016. You immediately forgot how to sleep through the night when we landed on US soil and continued that trend for over a month.

+ Your clap. And the way you drop everything to start clapping when someone says “Yay!”

+ Your hilarious wave. “Haaaaaaaa!”

+ The open mouthed kisses.

+ How good you are with other people. You let them hold you, you smile and laugh, you’re so polite. Until you see Mama, and then you’d scratch someone’s eyes out (nicely) to get to me.

+ Your napping and how good you are about it. You’re so laid back. You’ll fall asleep in the car, wake up to eat and socialize, and then go back down when I put you down for a real nap.

+ The way you look at the ocean. You loved every minute of those big waves rolling in.

+ How hard it was to keep all the rocks out of your mouth at the beach.

+ Your big, chubby cheeks fully peeking out of that too-small bucket hat. The only hat you will keep on your head.

+ Dancing with you at Uncle Charlie and Auntie Christie’s wedding.

+ How much food you eat. SO MUCH FOOD.

+ When you give in just a little and snuggle up in the wrap while we walk. But only when you’re tired.

+ How happy you are. You are seriously one of the happiest, sweetest, good-est babies ever, and we are so lucky to have you to round out our little family.

xoxo Mama


Things I Don’t Want to Forget: 8 Months

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+ Your thin, but long, swoopy hair and how light it is.

+ The “warning laugh.” You may be laughing now, but it’s going to turn bad in a minute.

+ The sweet way you lay your head on my shoulder when someone new is talking to you. Shy boy.

+ How you love to go on solo runs with me and just take it all in.

+ The singing. I love your little voice.

+ The way you never want to stop moving. You always want to be watching something.

+ How independent you already are.

+ Yet, how much you want me nearby all the time.

+ The way you throw yourself into my arms when someone else has been holding you for a while.

+ How happy and content you are when you’re playing with someone else, but the minute you see me the “warning laugh” emerges.

+ How happy and content you are.

+ The whispy hairs on the back of your head.

+ How much food you put away. So much food.

+ The way you love me. And how much I love you. So much it almost hurts.

xoxo Mama


Things I Don’t Want to Forget: 3 and a Quarter Years


+ When you squeeze my foot so hard because you’ve just got to release that tension somehow.

+ You, sneaking into Oscar’s room as I’m putting him to sleep, to whisper-shout “I love you!”

+ Your imagination and talking to Tina the T-Rex.

+ Your love of dinosaurs and desire to listen to any dinosaur podcast I can find. You call them “your podcasts.”

+ The way you climb up my body when I’m The Giving Tree and Papa is the Tickle Tiger coming to get you.

+ “Pizza!” as the answer to “What do you want for breakfast/lunch/dinner?” Everytime.

+ All the dressing up. You ask me to dress you up like Kylo Ren or Darth Vader or a puppy or a bear, etc. etc. etc.

+ Your invitation to watch Dinosaur Train with you on the couch.

+ The way you snuggle right into me after school.

+ How big and yet how little you look when I come to get you from school and you’ve got binoculars around your neck and you’re out exploring with your friends.

+ “Hoopa Hoops.”

+ How big you look on your bike.

+ Swimming in the bathtub with your goggles on.

+ When you bring me a lightsaber for a battle.

+ The things you say, the noises you make, the songs you sing, when you’re in your room for a rest.

+ When I ask you where you want to live when you grow up, your answer is always “With you.”

+ A love of anything that has sugar in it.

+ How teeny tiny you really are still. I keep thinking you’re getting so big, and you are, but one day I’ll look back on these pictures and my heart will break at how tiny you really were. It’s already starting to happen.

xoxo Mama

Things I Don’t Want to Forget: 7 Months


+ The babbling. I could listen to you practice talking all day.

+ Your “Sup?” nod.

+ Your deep, slow bow. And the way you keep eye contact out of the top of your head the whole time.

+ The little noises you make when you wake up and realize you rolled over onto your stomach in the middle of the night and you don’t want to be like that anymore.

+ How much you want to see the world and everything around you.

+ The way you practically throw yourself at me when I walk up after someone else has been holding you.

+ Your pouty lip.

+ The way you feel in the middle of the night after you’ve fallen back to sleep nursing. Heavy and limp, warm and big, with your sweet cheek smooshed into my arm.

+ What a champ you were on our very busy trip to Colorado.

+ This gummy smile. I don’t think we’ll have it much longer.

+ The way your whole face crinkles when you smile. I hope you never lose that.

+ How much you love food, meat specifically, and even more specifically, steak.

+ Nursing. You’re already showing signs of losing interest in the name of solid food, and though I know you still need me, I’m starting to feel the loss already.

+ Your apparent left handedness. I wonder if it’ll stick!

+ The sucking on your bottom lip.

+ The way you light up, calm down, or simply listen when you hear the piano.

+ Your enthusiasm when you get to play the piano.

+ Your insistency that you must have whatever food I’m eating.

+ These days when Harry is at school and you and I have a quiet, slower pace, just the two of us. I love you Boss.

xoxo Mama

Things I Don’t Want to Forget: 6 Months


+ “Mamamamama” and the way your lips keep moving even when you’re done talking.

+ That hug you give me every time I pick you up from the changing table.

+ Your goofy grin and how your whole mouth opens as wide as can be when you’re happy, which is about 90% of the time.

+ Waking up next to you, our foreheads together.

+ How brave you are when I wash your hair.

+ You eating. You love solids, dude. And the very first time you ever had steak – you sucked on it, chewed it to pieces, and rubbed it all over your face.

+ How happy you are when I come into your room after a nap.

+ The way your whole face lights up when your brother enters the room.

+ How hard you were laughing with Harry when he was “nom noming” you.

+ Your little Irish jig in the exersaucer.

+ Your whispy hairs.

+ These sad yell-cries you do when you’re sick and uncomfortable.

+ The way your body shakes just the slightest bit right when you wake up. Like you’re slowly coming out of a dream.

+ How I know you’re asleep in your crib when you roll over onto your side and tilt your face up.

+ The way you explore right now. You’re very interested in the world around you and love to play with everything within your reach.

+ Your laugh. Oooh, your laugh.

+ The way your head feels on my shoulder when you’re really, really tired (which is about the only time you put it there).

+ Your sweet little smile when I wear you. Everytime you look up into my face you smile like it’s the coolest thing ever that we get to hug while we walk around.

+ Sink baths.

+ The two to three inches of skin popping out of pretty much every pair of pants you own. I swear they fit you just yesterday.

+ Your intense interest in the piano.

+ How your left hand seems to be dominant. I wonder if it’ll stay that way.

+ The months we’ve had as “young baby.” They’re coming to a close and it’s bittersweet to me. I love watching you grow and discover the world around you, but I can’t believe you’re not my tiny little boy anymore. I love you buddy.

xoxo Mama

Things I Don’t Want to Forget: 3.1 Years


+ The way you talk, and talk, and talk, and sing, and shout, and kick, and jump, and play all the way through your “rest.”

+ How sensitive you still are. Example: you cried, multiple times, while watching Inside Out the first time. I love that.

+ When you looked at me eaaaarly one morning while we were watching Alvin and the Chipmunks on the couch in an attempt to let the other men of the house sleep and said “I love this date night.”

+ How much you love “date nights.”

+ The meatballs. You can easily, easily put away 20 meatballs in one sitting.

+ Your smooches.

+ Your puppy dog voice.

+ The way every piece of furniture can become a train or a Millennium Falcon.

+ “I don’t want to tell you.” when you know your going to incriminate yourself.

+ “Mama, I don’t want you to look at this.” when you know you’re about to do something bad.

+ The other day when I finished getting Oscar to sleep and I came out to find you in a coat you had never shown interest in, looking like you had done something wrong, asking me to call you Han Solo and put a Panda in your pocket.

+ Your innocent, curious questions about death.

+ Finding your toys everywhere. It drives me insane, but it’s the kind of thing I waited my whole life for.

+ When you walk into a room wearing my shoes. Always my shoes. Never Papas.

+ “Luke the puppy dog” in your homemade ears and tail, painted on nose, and paws made out of Papa’s socks.

+ This growth spurt which has caused you to nap again (!) and become a bottomless pit.

Love you buddy, Mama