I just put my baby to bed on his second birthday. An hour from now, at 9:47 pm, he will officially be two.
We celebrated our boy all weekend long. Last night we had a birthday party at home in his honor. He ran around like a mad man, stopping only briefly for the birthday song. He smiled and we had to sing it twice. After that, he was too busy for cake, or presents. He only wanted to play.
Today was a low key day. Pictures at Grandpa’s home studio, then Chinese food (he loves lo mein) and ice cream cake followed by some dancing to the Beatles in the studio. Then home and time for bed. I read him a book in the rocking chair in his room. After, he cuddled up and hugged me for a few seconds, not something he normally does. I held him as long as he let me (never long enough, mind you).
There is much to be proud of this year. From one to two, Caleb learned to crawl, then walk, and then finally… run. Most recently, he has begun to give high fives (many slaps on your hand in a row) and JUST yesterday, he finally started giving kisses. I told Jerry I was most excited about that development because to me, it’s a rare sign of love and affection from my somewhat prickly little boy.
He has enjoyed music class immensely and has developed a real love for music. When we put on his CD, he shrieks and laughs in excitement as he waits for it to start playing. He dances (only has two moves), and has taken an interest in the many instruments they have in class.
He officially “graduated” from physical therapy right around Christmas time. He learned so much and we were sad to see Miss Gail go but it was evident he needed no more help. When he walked for the first time, I nearly cried because honestly? It was such a long time coming. Our boy has made me so proud with his tenacity this year.
If I had to choose one word to describe Caleb, it would be stubborn. But, like his mother (*ahem*), his stubborn nature could also really be looked at as determination. His strong will usually gets him what he wants, when he wants it. Even though he is perfectly capable of feeding himself, he often demands we do it for him (yes, we’re working on it). He will, at times, pick up his cup and hand it over to his grandma… more work than it would have been to lift it to his own mouth.
If you haven’t yet gathered, our Caleb is silly and extremely funny. He LOVES to make people laugh. Running up and down the hall, slapping the wall then turning around, is a favorite activity done nearly every day. He usually laughs hysterically while doing it. He also enjoys dogs and lovingly pets/slaps ours. Books are another favorite of his and we often find him quietly sitting in his room, flipping through pages.
This year has been one of tremendous growth. On his first birthday, he was still very much a baby who was not yet mobile. This year, on his second birthday, he is a dancing, running lunatic. My silly, sweet boy.
To Caleb: you at two are wonderfully charming. You are wild, funny, and stubborn. I love you for your smile and your dance moves, your laughter and your high fives. I love you more and more as time passes, and I cannot wait to see who you become over the next year.
But for now, I will just love YOU at TWO.