The Miracle of Two

Isaac, for your first birthday we had cupcakes with Grandma and Pa, and I hosted Bible study (with more cupcakes) with all your baby buddies in lieu of a party. For your second birthday, we are twice as thankful for you (if that’s possible!). You’ve been through so much this year—walking, running, talking, and of course the unexpected heart surgery. I still feel nauseous and dizzy if I think about it. It seems like a bad dream. You are so healthy now. You chub up, you grow, you chub up, you grow—we love it! We love watching you grow! 

You can sing parts of the alphabet song. Your excellent memory astonishes us. You can count to two. You wave to everyone at the grocery store, and you always want to see the lobsters. You call popsicles, lollipops and popcorn, “Pop-pop!” You call every balloon a hot air balloon. You’re very concerned when you see cartoons crying, and say, “Oh no! Tears!” You’re extremely fast. You know where your girlfriend, Madeleine, lives. You even led me to her house one day, a quarter-mile away. You love bike rides. You love trains. You love cars. You love kankey, your blanket from Aunt Amber. You love Lion. You love Coffee Bear. You and Dad have a ton of silly games. You love cartoons! You love to lie on our bed and play on my ipad. You love the kitties, who you stopped calling kitties and started calling “Meows.” You love bouncy balls. You like to climb around the car and try to find the stash of gum while I unload groceries. You like to mow the lawn with Dad. You like to color with chalk on the driveway while waiting for Dad to get home. You like to color with crayons on the couch after dinner. You don’t like to eat. You hate getting dressed. You don’t love the beach. You like a silly song about rainbows I learned in elementary school. 

This year we decided road trips aren’t in the cards in this stage of life. You do not sleep well in hotel/guest rooms! We got sick a lot this year. You and I spent a lot of time quarantined together. You’re my little buddy. Your absolute favorite game might be when Dad and I play tug-of-war with you as the rope. You also love being in your crib with tons of balloons and dumping them out while we stuff them back in. You love playing with water, in the sink while I make dinner, or outside giving your Cozy Coupe a car wash. “Mama’s car. Dad’s car. My car!” You direct everyone’s attention to each baby you see. You take a nap each afternoon. You will eat honey-glazed carrots before anything else. You like to say: bulldozer, helicopter, hot-air balloon, Dad’s home!, Mama’s fork, wanna play with water, coffee?, all done!, where’d it go?, BYE! 

An elderly man saw you playing with cars at the store today. 

“Has he changed your life?” he asked. 

“I can’t think of anything he hasn’t changed!” I laughed.

“That’s a good-looking boy,” he said. “Have a nice day, now.” 

We’re CRAZY about you, kid! Here are a million picture from your second year!