At 22 months, Isaac is now a boy. Babyhood is out the door... and toddlerhood is rearing its head. With each new word, new expression, new movement, I am reminded how sweet life is, and how in love with him I am. Yesterday I got my first 'love you'. He can now tell us when he 'poos', what he wants, and stories from the day before. His memory has kicked into full gear, and he is starting to repeat almost anything you say. He is dancing, jumping, spinning, climbing. He is starting to play independently with his cars... and makes up stories. He loves 'hat dags' and 'noodos'. More and mine are keywords. He can say his own name. He knows where 'home' is, and that 'yaya'(ella) and 'peepee'(chiefie/miles) are there. He can throw a full fledged toddler tantrum. He has started cooking with me, sprinkling 'dirt' (salt and pepper) onto our food. He loves the movie cars. Elmo is also a hit. He knows 'nanny' and 'papa' live in the snow. Can still identify everyone by their car. Loves 'b' and associates her with anything sweet (cake, ice pops...) School has been a great adventure, and he continues to enjoy the 'tutle' goats, and activities.
Every day he makes me laugh.
He is my little love. My little partner.
I have been waiting a little while to write this entry because i was worried it was too good to be true... but since it is Natalia's birthday I will post. Natalia (tata) could not be more lovely, more maternal, more caring, (i could go on here for a long time). Her energy and patience suits Isaac's persistent personality. Her willingness and availability make it possible for me to work freely and guilt-freely. Natalia is here from Mexico to study acting, and in the meantime has been helping with the caretaking of Isaac in the afternoons. Isaac adores her. He loves doing 'art' and going on 'walks' and Natalia truly seems to enjoy the time she spends with him.
Tata. Happy Birthday. We are so happy to have you as a part of our family. Thank you for all of your kindness and generosity with our most precious boy.
For the 13 years I have known Chris, he and I have consistently had lunch or dinner a few times a month. Throughout the years, I have seen him in and out of relationships and have tried my best to give him sound advice, support, and love. He in return has offered me the same. I can easily say that Chris is the most generous person I know, and the most concerned and attentive friend. It was a pleasure to trek down to San Diego, Isaac in tow, to celebrate Chris' union to Jacqui.
The wedding, like Chris, was filled with warm and lovely people. I finally had the opportunity to meet and spend time with his parents and brother, and was able to connect many faces to many names.
Chris, welcome to the other side :) All my love.
At 22 months, Isaac is now a boy. Babyhood is out the door... and toddlerhood is rearing its head. With each new word, new expression, new movement, I am reminded how sweet life is, and how in love with him I am. Yesterday I got my first 'love you'. He can now tell us when he 'poos', what he wants, and stories from the day before. His memory has kicked into full gear, and he is starting to repeat almost anything you say. He is dancing, jumping, spinning, climbing. He is starting to play independently with his cars... and makes up stories. He loves 'hat dags' and 'noodos'. More and mine are keywords. He can say his own name. He knows where 'home' is, and that 'yaya'(ella) and 'peepee'(chiefie/miles) are there. He can throw a full fledged toddler tantrum. He has started cooking with me, sprinkling 'dirt' (salt and pepper) onto our food. He loves the movie cars. Elmo is also a hit. He knows 'nanny' and 'papa' live in the snow. Can still identify everyone by their car. Loves 'b' and associates her with anything sweet (cake, ice pops...) School has been a great adventure, and he continues to enjoy the 'tutle' goats, and activities.
