Sunday, January 4, 2009

Two



I now have a two year old.

Not a baby.

A toddler.

A little boy.

For so long, I have referred to Liam as "the baby" to my husband, family and friends. Obviously, that is because he is my baby, my youngest. Yesterday, though, as we celebrated his birthday, I looked at him and saw not a baby but (gulp) a boy.

He has a little boy haircut.

He likes cars, trains and balls.

He practices burping and says "poopy" when he, er, passes gas.

Yes, this baby I am raising has turned into a boy.

I'm not sure I am ready to bid farewell to those baby days just yet.

So, as his vocabulary explodes and potty training looms, I relish the fact that he still goes "night, night" with a blue satin blankie and prefers to be rocked by me. I will sniff a little deeper and longer when I catch a whiff of Dreft on his jammies. I am going to lap up every bit of this time I have left when the baby is still visible in this two year old boy.

5 comments:

monica said...

my baby's 9. and when no one is watching he will still sit in my lap!! I miss the baby and am in no hurry to see him become a young man. even though I know there is no stopping it.

Missy said...

awww, happy birthday Liam! Weren't they newborns just a couple of months ago??

Anglophile Football Fanatic said...

Happy Birthday, Liam! I'm glad to see you're back, T.

MamaGeek @ Works For Us said...

Happy Birthday Liam! He just keeps getting cuter and cuter!

Hope all is well Toni. Wishing you a very happy and healthy new year!

Midwest Mommy said...

Doesn't it pull your heart strings. My little girl will be 3 in March and she is just growing up overnight.