Music and Hoops

Peter is two today! Happy Birthday, big boy! How did my baby get so big, and how did it happen so quickly? My baby is arguably not a baby anymore. He is a little boy with lots to say and lots to do. Peter started out his day running out of his bed and discovering some great new toys. He ran right to his new basketball hoop and started shooting hoops right away. In the playroom he now has some actual "choo-choos" on the train table that he loved playing with. This evening we packed a picnic and went to the jazz concert at Stanford. The kids loved dancing around to the music and having fun at the fountain. We picked up some Sprinkles cupcakes and sang Peter "Happy Birthday" after our yummy dinner. When we got home it was basketball-o-rama. Lizzy was determined all day to "learn how to dribble." She was having a great time bouncing the ball around, and working really hard to figure it all out. Peter is more of a shooter. He loved throwing the ball at the hoop, and was really getting the hang of it making lots of baskets. I loved watching the kids! I loved their enthusiasm, their joy at learning something new, and playing a fun game together outside on a beautiful evening.

Peter, I am so thankful for you for so many reasons! I love that you are my little boy, and that I get to share "boy" things with you. What fun we had setting up your trains and basketball hoop, and how wonderful it is to see your enthusiasm for trucks, cars, trains, and balls. I love that you love to wrestle and hug a lot, and how playful you are. You love your family so much! You love your mommy and daddy a lot, but you really love your sister. You always want to be near her and are so curious about all the things she is doing. You are a big "copycat," but in the most flattering way:) You love to color with crayons, and you have quite a pencil grip for such a little guy! You love being outside. You love going on walks, playing at the park, and are always up for an adventure. You love being a part of the crowd, but sometimes it takes you a little while to warm up and figure out how to fit yourself in. Once you do that though, you are right in the thick of things with the big kids. You love books, and will often sit in your room and "read" to yourself. You love cars, trains, trucks, and buses, and will point out all of them anytime we are on the road. You also really love colors, and love to point out the color of everything around you. I love your sweet, sweet face. I love all your different smiles, but your big grin with the dimple and your tiny, proud smile are my favorites. I love your long, "cool," little boy hair. I love all the parts of you, especially your big tummy, your kissable neck, and your tiny toes. I love hearing all you have to say (which is more and more each day) and I love the wonder you have for everything around you. And, I have to admit it, I even love that you only want me to pick you up first thing in the morning, and that you always have a "hi, mama" and a big hug waiting for me every morning, first thing, before you ask for anyone else. You are my special boy, and I do love you so. I've loved watching you change from a baby to a toddler, and I'm so excited to watch the little boy you will become.