When Ceece and Ol' Mother Hubbard were expecting, I was wishing for girls and a little disappointed to learn there would be no pink on the horizon. Then Bean and Ol' Henry arrived and I thought they were absolutely the biggest hoot and most fun that could be had, so when we learned each family anticipated another addition, I surprised myself by wishing for boys.
Now, I don't worry, because I know it won't make a bit of difference either way.
I've never understood how the saying, "Terrible Twos" came to be. Forever, my favorite stage was ten to 18 months, but while I love the chunky, toddling, sweetness, two has become my mostest favorite.
Giddy-Up spent the day with us yesterday and was a delight all day long. He is fully verbal, it is done, and he has a lot to say about a lot of things.
When I e-mailed Rae earlier in the week to say I was excited about him coming she replied,
Gideon is excited, too. Though I asked him if he wanted to play in the creek,he said, "No, I play with mines mixer at gram-lee's house. Might be loud.I play with powder and Arie."
I met him at the library and we began our day at the Lego table. He was so excited to find a "hish" tank there with lots of "hish." When we came out to leave, he surveyed the parking lot and asked, "Where's Pappy's car?" He remembered that Pappy drove him home last time. I had to share the sad news that Pappy had to work and we'd need to use my car.
Pappy did leave him a wee gift, however and he couldn't wait to drop all the capsules in the water. He knew all the colors and can count them as well.
After finding his favorite tractor, the wagon, Tomater, a helihopter and a car, he enjoyed pretending with them in the kitchen floor, then he was ready to powder all those items, so play moved outdoors.
After powder, he requested his mixer and rice. My, that is quite a blender full of goodies.
Giddy-up said, "Stay here. I don't like Strider. He will eat me." Now, as you might know, I assured him that Strider would not eat him.
Such a chunk of sweetness.