These Little Men

Dear Boys,

I wrote this post about the two of you.  

Love, Momma

These little men of mine are growing up too fast.  Sometimes I wish I could capture them forever, just as they are right now.

My boys and their beautiful big blue eyes.  Their sweet smiles that make me laugh.  Their masses of light and dark hair mixed, with cowlicks in all the same places as Daddy.  My boys have big paws.  I rocked them both as we wound down for naps and I smiled noticing their long fingers and giant feet flopped over one another.  Those big hands and feet are a constant reminder that my Littles won’t be little for long.

These boys are equal parts silly and sweet, with a giant dollop of wild mixed in.  They love to dance. Isaac feels the rhythm of the music from his head down to his toes.  He tosses his head from side to side, while wildly stomping one foot.  Boston tries to keep up with my dance moves and laughs the whole way through.

I love these boys fiercely and they love me back.  I walk into a room and Isaac’s whole day has been made.  He crawls over to me as fast as his chubby limbs will let him, all the while laughing/crying.  It’s pretty great to be greeted with tears of joy…this doesn’t happen in most rooms I walk into.  Isaac knows how to make his girl swoon.  He would be happy if he could have one paw on me at all times.  Isaac loves to bundle up in my arms and rest his head on my shoulder

Boston loves me intensely.  He gives the biggest kisses and the fiercest hugs and before you know it he’s off!  You’ve gotta take these loves when you can get them with Boston, because he’s always in a hurry.  However there are those moments that he needs a good long hug, like when he’s hurt, or his feelings are hurt, or when he just wakes up, or is ready to go down.  In these moments he may even offer you a few pat pats, or rubs on the arm.  He’s not selfish.   Overall Boston is a Daddy’s boy, but when he wakes up from a nightmare, he always calls out for Momma.

My little boys love each other and light up when the other wakes from a nap.  They’re a little team these two.  Sometimes I can’t wait to see what charming little men they turn out to be, but you won’t see me wishing away these days where they are mine and I am theirs and that’s all that matters.

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Planes, Trains and Automobiles

Dear Boston,

I recounted a special day we had just yesterday on my blog, and I want you to have it in your letters.  
Here it is,

  I watched out the car window as Dane took pictures of Boston in front of the old Pasco train.  I could see Boston pointing out different features on the train and smiling as he ran around it.  They hopped back in the car and as we were about to turn onto the freeway we saw a real train cruising by.  

We chased it.

Driving fast, with Boston’s window rolled down we passed the train up.

Dane don’t go too fast, Boss is loving this. 

We’re gonna pass it up so we can pull over and watch it drive by.

We left the train behind us and pulled onto the dirt road next to the tracks.  Dane and I raced out of the car trying to get Boston out as fast as possible, so he could see the train up close.  We both rushed to Boston’s door (I got there first).  I unbuckled him quickly as Boston laughed shouting,

Hurry Momma! Train!

I yanked Boston out of the car seat and handed him to Dane just in time.  The conductor (noticing two crazy parents and one excited toddler) Looked out his window and gave us a big wave and train whistle.  I’ve never seen Such a thrilled look of awe on this little boys face.  Dane and I wanted to kiss the conductor for waving to Boston. 

Sir Topham Hat Mom! 

I know baby!  

All three of us stood there laughing and cheering.  Dane and I were just as excited as Boston.  When we got back in the car Boston recounted the experience in disbelief,

Holy Cow! I waved at train!  Hiiiii Train!!

On a high from this little adventure we decided to drive by the airport to catch a few planes flying by.  Boston watched the planes go up and down the runway hoping he might see a crash (we didn’t thank goodness) and cheering as the planes took off.  As we left the airport we saw a police car and decided to follow him just to really round out this day of awesomeness.  As we followed  this officer, someone began to speed so the police car’s lights went on and we were wrapped up in another adventure.  It was thrilling (for us, not the poor person getting pulled over).  

Boston hasn’t stopped talking about our adventures earlier today.  What would of been a very normal afternoon turned into a two year old boys dreams. Parenting isn’t always crazy exciting when you’re caught up in the every day business of life, but today we spent an hour adventuring with our two year old son and we might as well of been in Disney land. Down the road Boston might forget this day, but it’s going down as a favorite for Dane and I.  

I love you Boston. I hope we always go  adventuring together.        Love, Momma