I am amazed by you daily. You have your moments, but I realize you are only two and that is okay for you to have your moments. I have my moments too. When our moments collide...well, it's not the prettiest site, but I think that is okay for that to happen too. We could both learn a lot from daddy about how patient he is with everything.
We just moved you to your new room and you are adjusting okay. You love your new bunk bed that "daddy made for you" as you say every day since they have been put together. You have been in your new room for 4 nights now and the first night was great. Since then you have wanted to sleep in your crib, but I think you are slowly getting used to it. I expected this. You still want to be mommy and daddy's little boy, but you also want to be a big boy. Nonetheless, when you do finally fall asleep you sleep soundly and peacefully.
Your little sister is due soon and you continue to talk to her and ask questions about her. You are smart and I think you get it...but at the same time, I know you don't get it. I worry about what will actually happen when your baby sister arrives. I know that you are going to be extremely helpful, something that you have always been since you were able to. I am excited to see you interact with your baby sister, kiss her, hug her, and just love her as you love everything and everyone else. We might have to set some boundaries on your "big hugs" because your baby sister won't be ready for that yet. You are going to be an excellent big brother.
I walked around the corner and into the kitchen
and found you doing this....
I think you are excited for your baby sister.
Feeling your baby sister kick and move around.
You always take time to talk to her
and are curious about her.
Mommy and daddy love you and we look forward to having an even more complete family when your little sister gets here. We're proud of you for how smart, helpful, loving and funny you can be. You truly are the best little-big-brother your baby sister could ask for.
Little-west-of-the-mountains-boy.
Rain boots and all.
Super Will.
Mommy
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