Oh the wonderful things Mateo can do, now age two!

Mateo is two today. My, my where has the time gone? He is such a blessing to us and everyone that meets him so I would like to brag about all the things he can do and the wonderful little person he is.

~ Mateo is full of life. He makes people laugh everywhere he goes.

~ Mateo is charming and makes friends easily.

~ He can say several words, some of my favorites include:
cayee = cowie
muh = mama
beesh = move
buzz = bubbles
dis = sit
car, car, car, car, car = I would like to go for a car ride please


~ Mateo is compassionate and caring. He is very concerned when others are hurt or sad and gives them lots of hugs and kisses.

~ He is feisty but a good listener.

~ Mateo is smart. He can spot a Dunkin Donuts logo anywhere.

~ He also has mad dancing skills and great rhythm.

~ He is small but has a huge personality.

~ Mateo has great taste in music. Some of his favorites include; Queen, Elton John, Selah, anything Gospel, and Veggie Tales.

~ He points to his butt when he poops, very helpful.

~ Mateo has the God-given ability to make people feel special when they are around him. And that's a hard thing to find in anyone, forget the fact that he is only two.

So, here he is. The cutest birthday boy in the world!

Sorry So Lazy

I know that being busy is a lame excuse for not chronicling the great and funny things my kid does so he has something to remember about his childhood, but it really is true. I just started a new job, we are having a HUGE birthday/adoption party for Mateo this Saturday, and we are STILL building a shed, and that's a LOT of all-caps words so you KNOW I must be emphatic about this. Anyway, I do have some funny stories to write about. Such as my son's botched up haircut by the lady in the mall (hey, I can screw up my kid's hair myself for free!) Fun at the beach where Mateo refuses to touch the sand or water. And other such tales. I'm sure there will be plenty to write about after this weekend. What with so much ammo and all, (giant party, father's day, Mateo's birthday and mine, a friend flying in from out of state) there's just bound to be some comedic moments where Mommy is sure to have a nervous breakdown. And that's always lots of fun. But for now, I hope you will accept some cute pictures from recent events.

Mushy Mommy Moments

Okay, I know that most of the time I am complaining about my perpetually loud, hyper-active, button pushing son, and it may seem as though he is the thorn in my side (so to speak), but that's only true some of the time.

Tonight I am sharing one of the mushy, lovey, hallmark moments that occur infrequently enough to become etched in our minds for years to come. I am embarrassed to admit there are many times I wish he would walk instead of wanting me to carry him, or I'd rather be using the computer or doing dishes (ha ha, like I do dishes) than sitting with him on my lap reading a story.

But tonight, fresh out of the bath with soft baby skin, smelling like watermelon bubble soap, in his clean "choo-choo" pajamas and barefeet, he was just too irresistible not to snuggle and cover in kisses. And as he was sitting on my lap with his head resting on my chest watching Hannah Montana, I realized that in just a few years he won't want to sit on Mommy's lap after a bath, cuddle, and watch the Disney Channel. One day my baby will be too old or too cool to be Mama's boy. He'll be petitioning for a later bed time or perhaps not coming home at all, trading me in for girls with tight jeans and too much makeup, and sneaking into rated R movies. And then I'll wish I put down the phone or turned off the computer and just held my son. So that's what I did tonight.

It was a good day, a family day. We worked outside together. We walked to the beach late in the evening when the sand was cool and the water was quiet. Mateo and Daddy wrestled on the couch. We danced to music and gave each other raspberries and belly kisses. This is what I always dreamed motherhood would be. And it is. And even though these special moments are sometimes few and far between, it is still worth it, and any mother will tell you that.

But, tomorrow I'll get up way too early with a hungry toddler screaming for "juice" and acting like changing one's clothes is an act of torture, then spend the rest of the day keeping him out of the toilet, DVD player, and the neighbor's car, and I'll probably curse the day I ever thought having a kid would be "fun". But I will suck it up and be a good Mom so that when I'm old and can't control my bladder anymore he won't stick me in a low budget retirement home where the staff is really creepy and steals my pudding. So, here's to you Mateo, I hope you always know how hard and fierce I love you.