I feel like there is so much I have been wanting to write about. Some subjects are deeper than others. But for this post I thought I would just talk about my little boy and what he's been up too lately.

He is growing...too fast. I can't believe he will be 2 in March. These past two years have flown by. Really, they have! Here lately he has started putting a few words together. Today we were outside playing and he said, "mommy, red car!" Except his way of saying red sounds like, "uhh." So, it was more like, "mommy, uhh car!" FOr the most part when he says a word it sounds something like that word. For example, diaper is "di-pa." There are other words that he says that sounds nothing like the word he is trying to say; and only Bradley and I and sometimes my Mom knows what he is saying.

I can't tell this little boy enough that I love him. I tell him a million times a day. I hug him 2 million times a day and he gets 3 million mommy kisses a day. I love this boy. Sometimes he'll squirm and say, "mommy no" or laugh and pull his sweet little face away. He knows his mommy loves him. I hope he knows I will love him no matter what or who he becomes in life.

We were sitting outside for lunch today and I was talking to him that life won't always be fair to him. He would repeat a word or two that I was saying as if he was trying to understand what I was saying. He kept eating his turkey and cheese and listened to his momma. During this conversation I realized that this was a lucky moment I was having. I was sitting outside on his new picnic table (his daddy built for him) talking to my little boy. I wasn't pre occupied with phone calls, work, or cleaning. We were enjoying the beautiful weather and each other's company. I am beyond blessed and touched that I get to spend many moments like this with him. I couldn't imagine not staying home with him and missing those moments. It would really, really break me down. I love spending my time with Parker.

My mom has told me she had something hanging in our home when my two brothers and I were little.

Cooking and cleaning can wait til tomorrow
For babies grow up, I've learned to my sorrow
So, settle down cobwebs. Dust go to sleep
I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep

How true is that? I think my mom had it right. I remember having so much fun with my parents and little brother. (I said earlier I have 2 brothers. I do. my oldest brother died when he was 4...that's for another blog). My mom got on the floor and played with us, my dad taught us silly songs. We usually got what we wanted but I wouldn't say we were spoiled rotted. My parents loved us and we knew it. I hope that is something that I can pass on to Parker. My parents love the mess out of Parker and it is really fun to watch them play with him. He gets beside himself when he see's his Nana "ana." I mean beside himself. He goes crazy...showing her all of his toys, dvds, and dogs. He must say "ana" a thousand times. When she comes to visit he forgets I am here. It's all nana. It's fun to watch her play with him because I can imagine that that is how she played with us when we were his age.

We are really looking for things to keep little Parker busy this summer. When he gets bored he gets really fussy. So he keeps us on our toes and we are constantly doing things. We signed him up for a toddler gymnastics class. Last night was his first class and I think it is something he will really enjoy. We are also looking for swimming lessons on Saturdays. If anyone knows of anyone giving swimming lessons I would appreciate the info.

Hope everyone has a good weekend!