Eli, you are two today! I can’t believe it. It’s seems like you’ve been with us longer than two years. Maybe because each and every day is so FULL with you in it. In a good way! I love you so much. You are the sweetest kid. So curious and so smart. You still love opening doors. By now, I’m wondering if the mechanics of a door will ever get old hat to you. After two weeks in bible study, your teachers said, “We think he’s going to be an engineer!” You have such a great mind for learning things and discovering how things work.
You are talking too. Non-stop. Most of the words I can’t comprehend, but I know they mean something to you. Sometimes you will walk up to me, put your hand on my shoulder and get up close to my face and with all the seriousness your little self can muster, spout off something and then walk away. I don’t know what it means, but I know it’s important! You can say a lot of words. Here are some: car, baby, church, house, eat, cool, see, sock, shoe, eye, choo choo, drink, pizza, outside, help, please, thank you, sorry, bottle (pronounced bopple), blankey is shi shi, cheerios is chee choo. Sometimes daddy needs me to interpret for you since you sort of have a language all your own.
You love your brother. You have a sweet look that you give only to him. The other day at bath time, you started splashing and got a giggle out of Abe. That was all the encouragement you needed. A splash and giggle fest ensued.
You are a wonderful helper and so responsible. If you make a mess, you say “clean up!” and grab a rag and wipe it up. You love to help me put dishes away, load and soap the laundry, and make dinner. When you see me prepping a meal you scoot a chair over to stand on, grab your monkey spatula out of the drawer and I let you do little tasks like open things or spread cheese or something like that. You get very upset if I don’t let you help me. You also love to help daddy put on his shoes. One time, you were closing a door and got your fingers pinched pretty hard. You started to cry but you saw daddy putting his shoes on without you. You ran over, through the tears and pain, and helped daddy put this shoes on. Oh my. I think my heart grew larger in my chest in that moment.
You love singing. You don’t know the words to most of the songs I sing, but you do your best and join in. Sometimes I hear you in the back seat of the car singing and I turn to look and you are closing your eyes like mommy does when she sings. I’m blessed that you are still napping every day. At least an hour. Then you sleep for about 11 hours at night. Daddy took the side off your crib a week ago. We decided we should since you recently demonstrated that you could climb on top of it. You didn’t like it at first and would get out of bed and cry at the door. I think you liked the security of your crib. It took a couple nights of singing to you and stroking your hair and helping you fall asleep, but you finally got used to it. It’s fun watching your personality emerge and discover who you are and the gifts God’s blessed you with. Two should be a great year. Not without challenges, I’m sure, but still a great year. I love you little man!