Saturday morning

Addison is a funny kid. I think I've said that before. She sings in the morning, she sings in the afternoon, she sings in the evening. Addison likes to sing. I had no idea what she's singing, until now. Cathy took Addison to her Jewish parent and me class this morning. When they came home, Addison was singing. Shabbat, Shabbat all o'er me all o'er me all o'er me. She's now singing in sentences that I can understand. I love it.

Friday night at Vitelo's Restaurant

Since we are a two income household we aren't able to have the traditional dinner at 6 with the kid. So Friday nights we try to make it family night out. Tonight we ventured out to Robert Blakes old haunt. We were lucky enough to get a booth in the corner and even luckier that our favorite waitress Robyn was serving us.

It always feels like managed chaos when you're out to dinner with a toddler. Everything has to be timed just right, if not, your nice dinner will melt into a "why did I ever leave the house moment". Robyn picked up on my energy and moved into high gear. While Cathy was on the phone Robyn asked if I would like to order. YES, I said. The pizza and bottle of wine please. Check that off the list and I gave the kid a book and milk hoping to stave off the meltdown. Food arrives and inhale it. Addison waves bye bye to her pizza after two bites. We have approximately 5 minutes before she'll want to "Up, Up." Then something happened. Addison asked Cathy a question...in a sentence. She asked, "we go home?" We looked at each other and knew that we no longer had a gelatinous babbling baby with us. We had a little buddy who wanted to know when we were going to go home. I welled up. I can't believe how much our little girl has grown in 22 months.

22 months and seven days

Addison,

I figured I better get on the mommy blogging wagon before you're 21. I have been reading all these great letters Mom's write to their kids every month. Better late than never I say.

Everyone had told me to enjoy every minute with you because time flies by. It sounded so cliche but it's so true. You are 22 months and I'm in shock. Time did go by like a flash of light and now we're sitting at you're table drinking milk, eating bananas and making funny faces at each other.

I think you might be the happiest child on earth. I never knew someone could belly laugh at a game called "I'm going to getcha!" Your smile is infectious. When you were in my belly and I had 6 weeks to go before you were born, I went to the doctor to get a sonogram. She took the perfect picture of you and your cheeks. Right then and there I knew you'd have a great smile. We also dubbed you with the nicknamed "CHEEKS!"

Right now you love to play with your legos. Building and taking apart, over and over. You also like to figure out how things work. When we took you to Parent and Me last week most of the kids were playing with the balls, you were focused on figuring how a toy worked. I loved it because I could see that you are an independent thinker.

You are a great sleeper. 7 to 7. I don't tell many people that because I think they'd hit me. I thank you every morning for a good night sleep.

You give me and your Mom so much joy and happiness that it makes us cry we're so happy. I love watching you and you Mom play with your toys. She Mom lights up when she's around you. You are our world. We look forward getting up every morning so we can start the day with you.