What's not to like?
I have had a lot of people come up to me and tell me about what a fun age Addison is at and how I should enjoy every second because it will fly by. Generally this happens after a long day of church in which Addison has stunk up the entire chapel with a stinky diaper, dumped his drink all over Daddy's freshly dry-cleaned suit, and cried/temper tantrumed his way through nursery. I usually smile, nod, and secretly want to punch them in the face. I have a hard time believing them, and have actually racked my brain trying to think of things I'll miss about toddler Addison, mostly to no avail. I think a big part of this is being pregnant with aches and pains and no energy and raging hormones. But recently I've had a few breakthroughs that make me hug him extra tight before I lay him down for bed.
First off, he is the cutest little guy I've ever seen. Also, he isn't smelly, other than stinky diapers and occasional stinky feet - no b.o. or any other fun pubescent chemicals floating around yet. So his attractiveness level is probably about as high as it can get, which I consider a plus.
Another thing I will miss someday is his wonder at life - he gets SO excited when he sees things like butterflies or airplanes or pictures of people he knows. He can spend 20 minutes straight playing with a couple quarters and a sour cream container. The other day he learned the word "chalk" and said it about 10 times in a row just because he could.
I also have begun to realize that even though he will secretly deep down always love and need his Mommy, I am in the midst of my glory days right now. I know what he wants 98% of the time. When he cries or is sad or scared, all he wants is a little snuggling with a blanket and Mom or Dad. He laughs uproariously when I do things like blow in his ear. He likes all the songs I like to sing to him. I suppose I should hope that someday he will stop plopping down in my lap to read "The Tooth Book" for the 80th time of the week. It would be a little awkward and painful if he was still doing it in high school. But it makes me a little misty to think that that day will have to come.
In fact, I'm tearing up right now just musing about it, so I'm going to stop thinking about it and enjoy my little 19-month-old while he's enjoying me so much back.
First off, he is the cutest little guy I've ever seen. Also, he isn't smelly, other than stinky diapers and occasional stinky feet - no b.o. or any other fun pubescent chemicals floating around yet. So his attractiveness level is probably about as high as it can get, which I consider a plus.
Another thing I will miss someday is his wonder at life - he gets SO excited when he sees things like butterflies or airplanes or pictures of people he knows. He can spend 20 minutes straight playing with a couple quarters and a sour cream container. The other day he learned the word "chalk" and said it about 10 times in a row just because he could.
I also have begun to realize that even though he will secretly deep down always love and need his Mommy, I am in the midst of my glory days right now. I know what he wants 98% of the time. When he cries or is sad or scared, all he wants is a little snuggling with a blanket and Mom or Dad. He laughs uproariously when I do things like blow in his ear. He likes all the songs I like to sing to him. I suppose I should hope that someday he will stop plopping down in my lap to read "The Tooth Book" for the 80th time of the week. It would be a little awkward and painful if he was still doing it in high school. But it makes me a little misty to think that that day will have to come.
In fact, I'm tearing up right now just musing about it, so I'm going to stop thinking about it and enjoy my little 19-month-old while he's enjoying me so much back.
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