I am trying hard to get into the Christmas spirit. And mostly I am succeeding, especially because of Sam. He is really into Santa — mostly talking about him and reading about him, not so much sitting on his lap. But that’s OK. We already celebrated the Hungarian St. Nick’s day on the 6th — cleaned boots, had dinner, opened gifts. It’s sort of funny to see him believe in Santa, when it’s so obvious that I was the one who got up from dinner to sneak gifts into his boot. But I guess you pretty much believe anything when you are 2.
That’s right: TWO. In, like, two weeks… I am not sure how this happened. This morning I was talking to him while he was drinking his morning milk and said something like: “Are you mommy’s little baby?” And he actually responded: “No! Boy!”
So here we are. With a BOY. The past few weeks have been busy, but also just so much fun. His language is just exploding and the results are often hilarious. I know I should keep track of everything he says, but so many new things happen every day, it’s hard to remember it all. Here’s another good one: Yesterday Sam was “cleaning” with his toy broom and turned to me, very seriously: “Careful guys, OK?”
His song repertoire is expanding as well: ABC song, Baa Baa Black Sheep, Itsy Bitsy Spider, My Bonnie…. His version of Itsy Bitsy Spider is VERY dramatic — I hope to record it because it’s just priceless.
He seems to be going through some sort of a developmental growth spurt, because lately he’s been very… sensitive, I guess is the right word. Changes in his routine seem to be harder for him to handle than before and he’s been spending a lot more time than usual on the couch, with a blanket. That never happened before, or only when he was sick. I hope this phase will pass for him fast, so that the world doesn’t continue to be such a scary world for him.
So, I am excited about Christmas. It’s hard to resist the temptation to buy him EVERYTHING in the toy store, but I am doing well with it. It helps that I get to shop for Christmas AND his birthday. I will need to take an afternoon to purge some of his old toys — some days I am really grateful to have a large, dry basement.
Speaking of milestones… Drew and I will be celebrating our 10th anniversary in January. This definitely feels like an accomplishment