Countdown to TWO!

In just four short days, Landon will officially be TWO! To be honest, some days, I feel like we have already entered into the "terrible two" stage of life. And for those of you who think three is worse than two, keep that to yourselves ;-)

Minus his insane tantrums that happen every few days, I am loving this stage of his life. I love hearing whats going on in his creative mind. I love how great of a memory he has and how he can throughly describe events that happened weeks ago. For example, we took him to a Walleye hockey game last month and he HATED the horn that goes off when the teams scores. He hated it so much, he refused to even sit in the arena. If you have ever been to a Toledo Walleye game, you have probably seen the giant fish that floats around in between quarters (are they called quarters? I know nothing about hockey.) It looks like this:

So every now and then Landon will say, "Hockey game. Fish was loud. Scared." A broken sentence, but a sentence non the less and I love being able to hear what he thinking about. Listening to him talk is my newest favorite thing about being his mama.

Last year at this time, My favorite thing was watching him attempt to walk. I remember how excited we where we he took his first steps. And YES! We got it on film!

I'm not sad over the idea of him getting older. I'm finding myself enjoying his next stages of life even more than I enjoyed the last! I loved when he was cuddly and let me hold him as long as I wanted, but now I love that he talks and actually plays and uses his imagination! I loved when he was completely dependent on me, but now I love his growing independence. It lets me know he is developing the way he needs to. Everything just keeps getting better. Of course, there are new challenges. He drives me insane with his sudden picky eating, the tantrums he throws when I can't find the specific toy he wants, and heaven forbid if I would rather read a different book than "Curious George Goes To The Baseball Game" for the tenth time in a row (not exaggerating) are all daily occurrences. But for every time I feel like I'm going crazy, he will say something like, "I miss you!" or a good, "Kank (thank) you, Mama!"

This week is so reminiscent. December 8th was when we went on our last twenty mile bike ride as a married couple with no baby. You can read about that here! If it were not freezing here, I would take Landon on a bike ride, just because I feel like it would be appropriate. December 9th marks when I started having contractions and when Tyler  and I had to skip our romantic date and "settle" for Chipotle at home. You can read about that here! December 10th and 11th were hands down, the most painful days of my entire life (If you have been pregnant, you know what I'm talking about.) And December 12th will be two years since Landon Shae decided it was time to come out of hiding and make his grand, surprise entrance.