I guess I was never prepared for how much joy having a child would bring into my life. I know I gush about James on this blog (It is the main reason I have it)--but it is just such a miracle to me to have him in my life. I watch him with his father and I am overcome with love.
Last night we were over at Gini's and James was up really late. He fell asleep on Chris' shoulder, something he hasn't done since he was probably a year old--and it was precious to see.
I am amazed at how fast he is learning, how fast his development is, and that he shares a new discovery with us everyday. James' Auntie Erica is in town from Connecticut, and she says that with her 11-year-old daughter Jenna, it is still the same.
For instance, James has been saying "Thank you" for about six months now. He says it after you give him a drink, after you buckle him in his chair, after you hand him a toy, after the check out lady at the grocery store hands him our receipt, you name it, he says it. All of a sudden now he has paired it with "You're welcome." It is adorable--"Thank you, your'e welcome!"
We were in the car the other day and he started counting to ten--IN SPANISH. Uhh . . hello!!??? Did he learn that on Sesame Street?
He knows all of the Thomas the Tank Engine train names, which I don't really understand because he doesn't watch much tv, so where did he learn it? The other night he said "Mickey Mouse." I said "WHO???" and he said "MICKEY MOUSE!" We haven't watched that either--so I just don't know where he learned it.
Yesterday I found him laying on the couch, practically nose-to-nose with Henry, who was sleeping. James was petting him and saying "Are you sleepy?" which is what I ask him before naps and bedtime. I would never have thought that a 23-month-old could model behavior like that.
I only wish that I had unlimited cash, vacation time and Hertz miles so that I could head to Maine every weekend and share James with his grandparents. I try so hard to depict his personality on this blog, but I know I can't get anywhere close to the real thing. James brought me the phone yesterday and said "Hello?" so I had him call his Grandma, (who he calls Ma-maw) and he had a nice talk with her, saying "I love you." I only wish he could do it in person!