If I thought there was even a slight tinge of babyishness surrounding Micah, I would probably want to grab it and hold onto it. That is not, howevever, the case. In the least.
My son turns two today.
And he is very much a kid, not a baby. He wants to do everything Alex does, which means that he wants to do TONS of things that he is way to young to do. He copies her and looks up to her and wants to be big like her, which means that he does things like make his bed in the morning and puts his dishes in the sink when he's done, but it also means that he thinks he should be able to write letters like she can and brush his teeth by himself. It's a mixed bag...
He is definitely amazing, though. In the past few weeks I really feel like he's starting to work out how to work through his frustration. He knows that we won't tolerate him throwing fits, and he is resorting to them less frequently and, even when he does try to erupt into crying, he is letting go if it much more quickly and finiding that life is much better when he chooses to be happy instead of sad. I'm amazed at how much he knows right now, too. As of him being two right now, he knows all of his capital letters, most of his lowercase letters, numbers 1-10, and shapes. he can also not only count to ten and try to say the alphabet, but he understands the concept of counting and what it is, so he'll actually try to count objects sometimes.
I also have an incredibly affectionate son who loves to be in a lap having his back scratched or simply lying down in your lap. Unless he's on the move, that is. I'm going to miss when he no longer has his little toddler run, but for now he still have the cutest way of moving throughout his life: at full speed with a little bit of bouncing to his cheeks and a soundtrack to accompany said bouncing. Another of his latest obessions? Playing tag with his sister, although Alex only wants to play about half the time. He still loves playing hide and seek and will get behind a chair in the living room, count to ten (from three about half the time) and then burst out, saying "HERECOME!" before trying to find someone. His favorite book right now is Oh My Oh My Oh Dinosaurs, and he laughs at every page, especially the page where they are singing a dinosaur song and we sing the text to him. He has this way of bursting into laughter recently that cracks me up so much. It's not that it's less natural than it used to be, it's almost like the laughter has built up inside of him and he has to let it out with a guffaw. For a while baths were a nightmare, but he now seems to have recovered from whatever trauma he experienced with water and is now mostly back to normal when taking baths. (He still doesn't like his head to be wet and would never volunteer to put his head in the actual bath like Alex did, but as long as he's not screaming, I'm content for now.)
He is also starting to be fairly polite and will frequently say please and thank you without any sort of prompts. I was pretty proud of him, too, because my parents were here taking care of me and the kids for a few days while I was recovering from sinuplasty, and Micah was behaving pretty well and listening to my parents when they told him no. He was also fairly gentle with the kitten that they brought with them, whish was fun to see.
More birthday updates later since it's five in the morning. We're not doing a party for him, but after his nap today we'll open a few presents and have some cupcakes. (And he BETTER be excited about cupcakes because he always wants to talk about this favored form of dessert...)
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