Friday, June 29, 2007

Ode to Baby

Today you turn 2. Mommy tried to have her c-section scheduled in July (instead of June like your older brother Middle) so that 1) you would have your own birth month and 2) Mommy would have a mother's ring with a ruby! in it, but the Dr. wouldn't be able to deliver you until July 6th, which was 2 days past your due date, so Mommy sagely yet grudgingly scheduled you for June 29th instead.

You were a holy-shit moment an unexpected surprise, but Mommy and Daddy adjusted to your arrival with lots of alcohol grace and dignity.

You are the only 1 of the 3 boyz who looks like Mommy's side of the family.

Your big brown eyes are like a Willy Wonka vat of chocolate.

(Speaking of brown) Your newest word is "poop". That's always your answer (whether it's true or not) when asked what's in your diaper.

You so want to pee-pee in the potty like your big brothers, but everytime you try, nothing comes out.

You love playing baseball like your Eldest brother.

You got your 2-year molars before your 3rd and 4th bottom and top teeth came in.

Nonetheless, you were eating gumming potato chips at 10 months old.

Our family nickname for you is "Seagull" because you swoop in and grab whenever there's food around.

Accordingly, you cry when we clear the dinner dishes if you haven't yet had a chance to eat off everyone else's plates first.

This morning Eldest remarked to you, "Baby, today's your birthday! That means you get to do whatever you want! You can even bite!"

You bite when you're frustrated. Your favorite target is Middle's back, Middle's arm, Middle's leg...(notice that Middle wasn't the one giving you permission to bite on your special day.)

You have a bad habit (besides biting, that is) of head-butting.

You have the greatest head of thick brown hair. Mommy refuses to let Daddy take you to the barbershop to have it buzzed off.

You are my determined little daredevil. I don't think that the phrase "I can't" will ever be a part of your vocabulary.

You never walk. You always run.

Today, when we went to visit Daddy at work, you ran smack into a glass door, bonked your head and fell straight back. It was like a cartoon. Mommy and Daddy both laughed pretty really hard. Sorry, that's what happens when you're the third child.

Your blue blankie and your thumb are your security. But you have to be holding onto the dingy tag on your blanket in order to suck your thumb.

You are my last. There's a special place in my heart just for you, my youngest, my unexpected, my third boy. You make me laugh, you make me melt. You are my Baby.


Mrs. Preschool said...

I love this age. I have a 3 year old and he's my last too. Reading your post was so sweet. But also made me a little sad because I knowI'm going to missit so much when they're not this little anymore.

tulipmom said...

This was beautiful. Hope Baby is having a great birthday.

Anonymous said...

Ahh..happy birthday little man. There is something special about that third boy. Much love to and your family! Queenie

Sarah said...

What a sweet, sweet ode.

And you're right, those brown eyes are delicious!

Jennifer said...

Happy birthday, Baby!

Cara said...

Happy Birthday Baby!
I love how eldest gave the permission to bite, and Middle got all the biting. Boys!
I only have one but I am looking forward to the adventures that will be coming.

tinamtl said...

Happy Birthday and what a sweet ode to your last!

k e r r y said...

Loved the post - it gave me chills...

Chicky Chicky Baby said...

Happy HAPPY Birthday to that gorgeous little boy of yours. He's going to break all the girls hearts one day.

Sisters with Style said...

What a sweet post--hope Baby had a great birthday!

PinksandBluesGirls said...

What a beautiful post for a beautiful boy! Happy Birthday to your baby!

Jane, P&B Girls

Colleen @AMadisonMom said...

Happy Birthday!

Just one day older than my Zoe! Tomorrow is her 2nd birthday.

*Tanyetta* said...

that is so perfect! sweet!!!!!

Anonymous said...

Awwww..Happy Birthday!!!!!

Summer said...

Beautiful post. Happy Birthday!!

Gray Matter Matters said...

No, YOU make me laugh, and that made me cry. Every birthday is truly bittersweet. Hope you all had a great day.

PinksandBluesGirls said...

P.S. To my previous comment... check out this post:


Jane, P&B Girls

Anonymous said...

Wow. That was so sweet.

Kila said...

Aww, Happy Birthday to Baby!

My third and youngest boy turned 5 recently, and we all still call him Baby, LOL.


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