M // We recently went to Target and you found a beautiful, hardcover notebook. While I usually just buy you cheap composition books, we splurged this time and you have been writing away ever since. You sometimes let me peek inside and I love what you are writing. My favorite entries are the ones where you include cartoon drawings of our family.
D // You made great leaps in school this month and I’m so excited for you, I could cry. On one particular day, I was so excited that I started cheering and jumping up and down! You gave me that “Mama, you are so crazy!” look, but I think you’re pleased too. I just introduced you to card games and you are hooked. Your favorite is Crazy Eights, but Old Maid is a close second.
J // My sweetheart boy. Daddy and I want to bottle you up and never let you grow any bigger. We love how much you love our family. You are extra protective of Sophia and you two are quickly becoming best friends. When we were at Target, you were constantly saying, “Come on, Sophie! Hold my hand.” or “Guys! We can’t forget Sophia!”
S // Like I say about all of you at two years, you are equal parts sweet and rotten. Full of opinion and “I do it myself” and tantrums. But at the same time, you are so loving and funny and absolutely precious. My favorite memory from this month was one particularly hard night while Daddy was away. TJ was extra fussy, so I was pushing him around the house in the stroller, praying it would help him go to sleep. Next thing I know, you are following behind, pushing your baby doll in your baby stroller, copying my every move. When our babies were finally asleep, we “parked” our strollers side by side and then cuddled together on the couch.
TJ // You didn’t make it into the monthly picture, but that’s because we stayed warm inside while the big kids played in the snow. You just turned five months and I can’t believe how fast time is going. You are almost sitting up by yourself and you love when we stand you up. You give big slobbery kisses and like to “high five”, which is what we call you slapping our outstretched hand again and again. I think I’m still your favorite (for now!), but nobody gets bigger smiles out of you than your Daddy.
Love all of you to the moon and back again, Mamma
