Dear Emery Jack,
Today you are 14 months old! Every month gets faster and faster and I want to hold on to every little memory! Every time you point to something with your chubby little fingers, every time you're doing something you're not supposed to (like taking our books out of the bookshelf) and then you look over at me and grin because you know I cannot resist your smile, and every time you see or hear something that tickles you and you start to laugh. I love these moments and will cherish every single one.
This month you're really started to point to things and I love to watch you try and talk to me and tell me what you want as you're pointing at it. Tonight you kept pointing to my cell phone, or my iced tea and were pleading with the crazy little sounds that come out of your mouth.
You've also started to get a real temper. If we aren't going where you're wanting us to go you have little melt downs or if you're trying to tell us something and we're not giving into your demands you throw your arms around and shake your head NO. I never realized the terrible 2's began so EARLY! :) You really are a pleasant boy most of the time, but we can't be pleasant all the time, what fun would that be?
This week we caught our first cold from the daycare kids, all three of us! It started with you and a little cough and then the cough turned into sneezing, fevers, and snot rockets. No really, I have never seen snot fly so far and then your first reaction is to smear it all over your face. It really doesn't bother me like I thought it would. I just grab it and wipe it on my pants. Welcome to Motherhood, Char-Marie :)
We took you to the Doctor's on Monday and by Wednesday both your dad and I woke up with a horrible sore throat. We've all been walking around with tissue boxes, vicks vapor rub, and tylenol. Now instead of chasing you around with kleenex or baby wipes, you just lean into the tissues. I think you're sick of this cold too. You missed all this week at daycare :(
We have been keeping up on our nightly walk, however, we've only missed 2 days this week. You seem to perk up when it's time to go outside and run for the door as soon as your shoes are on your feet.
I am so blessed to be your mommy Emery Jack, and I love you to the moon and back.
Love,
Mommy
(P.s The picture is from tonight's wagon ride. I'm getting better at getting this done on time!)
