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Sunday, May 9, 2010

A Letter to my Son on his 16th Month Birthday!

Dear Turner,

It's amazing how much can change in a couple of weeks.  Last month, not quite a walker, you were flirting with the line...the  line which separates babyhood from toddlerhood.  This month, it seems, the line is far behind you.  You are a walker now, full on.  Your steps began as seemingly wobbly and unstable, like a drunken sailor fresh off the boat, but each day your steps are straighter, better, faster.  You now think you can run.  You can't, not really, but it's cute seeing you try.  I have no doubt that it in no time you will be running with the big boys.  Now that you are a walker, of course, you can't sit still, you don't sit still.  At restaurants you sit for about 2 minutes before we are up, walking laps around the place.  This is astonishing to Nikki, it is she and Jagger we dine with most often, because so long as Jagger is eating he sits...the whole time.  Not you my love, not you.  But, it comes as no surprise to me!  We must breed active boys because Chase and Ryder were the exact same way.  It was right about this age that going anywhere with them was impossible (though I did it, somehow:)
You are not impossible but you certainly keep me on my toes.  You like to climb, and to stand on tables.  You don't like your high chair, nor your booster, but prefer big boy chairs, and plates, and cups. You can use a fork, and will hold it in one hand while using the other hand to eat.  You like to eat, but not nearly as much as you like to walk, to climb, to play.
You can now give kisses by pressing wet, slobbery lips up to my face.  I love it, even if I feel the need to wipe the wetness away sometimes.  You blow kisses too, particularly at night when I say "say goodnight to your brothers!"  You will blow them a kiss before laying down in your crib.
You mimic everything they do.  You brush your teeth, by flexing your wrist up and down, up and down while holding the toothbrush in your hand, when they brush theirs.  You try to play the games they play and climb the things they climb.  The other day at karate you even mimicked their board breaking after watching them.  You walked on over to the box, took out a board, put it on the cinder block, stepped up on the blocks, and stomped.  Just like they did.  I was truly amazed.  You are still a happy boy, with a calm disposition and a smile that lights up your whole face.  But, in recent weeks, you have become clingy to me, and only me, in an irritating and frustrating though extremely adorable way.  You beg for me to hold you and when I do not, whether it be to clean your cup or chop vegetables, you hug my leg and groan and moan leaving me feeling both guilty and loved and reminiscent of when Chase and Ryder considered me their mom-ument!
You don't use too many words, and certainly not too often, but you continue to babble often and are putting together different sounds that every now and then forms a word.  You are silly and your sense of humor continues to develop.  Your laugh makes me laugh, especially when you are tired and you fall into an all out laughing fit.  Now that the weather is getting nicer you want to be outside more and you have managed to master the playsets at playgrounds quicker than expected. 
You are between two naps and one, mostly depending on what our schedule allows, but you continue to be a good sleeper.  You cuddle up with your blue blanket and lay your head. 
You are not the best eater anymore, and dinner time is next to impossible but, still, you continue to delight all of us with your smile, laugh, and charm!  

I love you so!

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