Happy twenty second month birthday, sweet boy! You continue to grow and change at such a rapid pace, I'm glad to be able to look back and watch your growth!
Everywhere we go people are surprised that you are not older than you are, you are a strapping little boy! You are talking really well and are really into identifying things you see! You tell me all about the dogs and cars and flowers and trees we see when we take brother to school in your raspy sweet voice. You love to read books and will back up into my lap with one and say, "I want this, read it." My current favorite phrase of yours is when you lay by the door during nap or bedtime and say, "momma, where are you?!" Between that and saying, "momma, get me" when you want to be held, you sure know how to work me.
Confession: I am not very good at teaching my children things. I am working on it, but I am not likely to put flash cards in your face anytime soon. Despite my bad parenting, you amaze me with all of your knowledge. You can count to ten and know a few shapes and colors, as well. You must be picking things up by listening to Liam, or Yo Gabba Gabba is more educational than I realized!
Judesy, I'm pretty sure you are going to eat me out of house and home. I feel like you never stop eating! You love popcorn, apples, strawberries, bread, and oranges. You eat big meals and lots of snacks.
You love music and dancing, you are a rough and tumble little boy and often initiate wrestling matches with your big brother. You are pretty dramatic and will cry and throw yourself on the ground at the drop of a hat! If you fall down, or dramatically lay yourself down slowly, you will loudly proclaim, "I'm oooooookay." You are quite opinionated, and very good at letting us know your likes and dislikes. You love to give high fives and to blow kisses.
Baby Jude, you are incredibly charming and a little stinker a lot of the times. Your love of life is contagious and encouraging, I love to see you greeting strangers, they are always surprised and enchanted. You have stolen our hearts with your grubby, chubby little hands and they are yours for the taking.
Love you forever, and ever,
Momma
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