Dear Max,
It has been far too long since I've written about you.
You have made so many changes it's amazing.
You started walking on March 27th 2012. We had been trying so hard to get you to walk, but you just wouldn't. Then all of a sudden you just did. You acted like you had always been doing it. It was so cute!
You had your first birthday party, which I'm sure I went overboard on. But I couldn't help myself. I wanted to celebrate you in the biggest way possible. We had a pinata, a hulu hoop game, pin the tail on the donkey, and I made a giant cup cake just for you. I know you probably couldn't have cared less about any of it. But you deserved a big celebration because you are worth celebrating!
At every check up we are told you're advanced in some way or another. At your 15 month check up you were said to be at an 18 month old level. At your 18 month check up you were said to be at a 2-2.5 year old level! You say 35+ words, you can jump off the ground and have since about 15 months. And you throw a ball like a pro! You are also able to put two words together saying things like "All done" and "Where'd it go?" and "Dadda's pillow".
You say some very funny things. You can make your finger be a #1 and sometimes you hold it up and say "Woo!". You also call your grandpa "Marky" instead of anything else. You really love him and always get excited when he comes home.
You still think "No" is both "No" and "Yes". Sometimes we say things like "Max, do you want a cookie?" and you answer excitedly "No!" It makes us laugh.
One of my favorite things we taught you is we ask "Max, who's a cute boy?" and you answer "Me!". You are a cute boy!
You do this hilarious thing where you hold your arms behind and you and run at us to give us a hug. Though sometimes you fake us out and turn around half way.
You love shoes and love wearing them. Especially big people shoes.
You got to play in the snow the other day and loved it! We bought you snow pants and snow mittens, though the mittens you hate. But you love to look out the window and shout "Snow!"
You had your second Halloween. We dressed as The Incredibles. You were so good about wearing your mask. You went trick or treating with your cousin Vivian. She was a little fast for you, so sometimes we skipped houses and snacked on candy while Viv ran up to the next house.
You do this hilarious thing where your eyes get big and you open your mouth and gasp. Sometimes I think you do it to distract me when I'm telling you to do something you don't want to do.
At our last check up, your doctor said we can't give you bottles any more. I knew it was coming, but I'm not ready for my baby to grow up. We're working on it, but it's tough. In the night you cry a lot and say "Mama, bobba". We usually give in. I think it's because your K-9 teeth are coming in. You're normally very good at sleeping through the night.
Or maybe it's that darn time change! You used to go to bed at 9:00, sleep until 6:30, have a bottle, then go back to sleep until 8:30 or so. Now, not so much. I know you'll find your groove again.
I read somewhere recently that when you're older I won't know things about you because you'll only talk to your dad instead of me. That makes me sad. But I guess that's why I write this blog for you. I know you're going to grow up and not need me some day. But I hope you know that you mean the world to me. I never knew happiness until I met you. You give me a reason to keep going and be happy even when I don't want to. I couldn't care less about things I don't do any more since having you. I don't want to do them any way. I would much rather spend my time with you than go out with friends or to a movie. I feel guilty when I'm away from you. I hope you know I'd be with you all day every day if I could.
You're such a sweet, amazing boy. I can honestly say that you are a good person. You don't hit and take toys and act mean like most other kids your age. Sometimes other kids will push you or hit you and your face looks so sad like "Why would you do that to me? I just want to be your friend". It breaks my heart. I know some day you will experience much worse from people. And knowing how sweet and sensitive you are, it makes me worry even more for you. I never want you to hurt in any way.
Thank you for choosing us to be your parents. My life would have been incomplete without you. You mean everything to me.
I love you!
Love Always,
Mom