my dear brandon, you my boy have grown. you’ve taken a very long nap or two, have slept in till way past 10am on more than one occasion and every time you wake i find a taller boy. to add insult to injury, all your baby chub has melted away. a l l. o f. i t. (p.s. what’s your secret?) i never thought i’d find myself with a tall and thin babe, but that’s what you are and i am absolutely in love with the act of scooping you up, letting your long legs dangle below and squeezing tight that skinny frame of yours. needless to say, your clothes have been fitting a bit short on you so i’ve pulled out your brother’s old 3T clothing. the only catch is that your brother was a chubby 3T-er and while the length of the shirts seem right, they are just too wide for you. and your pants…..they have to be set to the thinnest button possible. i love your little waist, but we’re gonna have to invest in some slim fitting shirts for outings and family get togethers.
you’re eating habits have come full circle and you’re back to being a neat eater. you finish your meal or snack or drink and hand over the plate or cup exclaiming “finaash!” you pretty much finish all your food now, and you keep your tantrums away from meal times. but you’re also obsessed with our kitchen. well, you always were, but now more than ever. i swear some days i feel like i’m running a relay race from living room to kitchen to living room to kitchen again. if i dare make a detour to the bathroom, you make it clear you thought i was heading towards the kitchen and have me make a pitstop in the kitchen on the way back to the living room. i cannot imagine where you put that food since your baby gut is lacking. i also cannot imagine how we’re going to support you and your brother when you’re both teenagers!
your naps are still hit or miss. it’s rare that you don’t eventually fall asleep later during the day, but the rule is still the same. you cannot nap for more than an hour after 3pm. 45 mins after 4:30pm. or 15 mins after 5:30pm. your sleeping rituals have changed, though. a few days after your big brother got his bed, we went out and bought you the same exact bed. you are enjoying all the new space you have. the first night you slept in your bed it was as if you had been waiting so long for this upgrade and couldn’t wait to fall asleep. also, after story time is over and you’ve drunk your milk, daddy leaves the room and you fall asleep in your big boy bed all on your own. sometimes you demand to stay in your brother’s bed, sometimes your brother sneaks into your bed, but you always fall asleep without daddy having to be in there. nap time has changed, too. i no longer rock you to sleep in my arms. we cuddle up in your bed together and you drift away pretty quickly. its sweet and comfy and i usually feel guilty for not staying with you, but then i wouldn’t eat….or get a break, so i kiss you and cover you and let you sleep on your own.
your talking keeps on impressing us. there’s something new every day and you amaze me. you’re getting good with animals and people’s names, too.
another major development has been the bottle situation. we were really going to wait it out until your turned two and a half, but the nipple on your very last bottle broke. your father did not want to go out and buy more nipples or bottles and gave you cup of milk right then and there. i eventually convinced him to get you some sippy cups and it went really well for a couple of days and then suddenly you started getting upset about it. your milk intake has drastically reduced, but we’re staying strong. you usually outright refuse the cup but eventually always pick it up and drink at least half of the milk. i’m making sure you’re having more yogurt and cheese to offset this. come to think of it……it might be why you’re eating so much more…
we bought frozen the day it came out and you are obsessed with “let it go.” you have the best time getting your brother to make you giggle (which cause him to giggle hysterically…and then you giggle harder, too!) and you enjoy jumping on our backs, wrapping your arms around our necks and inadvertently cutting off our circulation. every single time.