Well I've let a lot of life wiz right past me without writing any of the cuteness down. I keep a little journal, it's called Mom's Line a Day, I think I got it from Target before Winn was born. It's been the best little investment ever and I'll never go without it. It's a 5 year journal that lets you write down a few lines from your day. Just a few, your favorite moments of that day. It's worked out real good for me because I obviously can never find the time to write down lots of stuff here on my blog. It's been so fun to be able to write my new happenings for that day and read the ones I wrote a year before. It reminds me how hard babies are when I read my entries that say something like 'Winn finally slept more than 2 hours last night!' or 'Winn can't quite sit up yet, but he's trying!'. It gives me a little push when I need it, cause it reminds me that I can do hard things.
Before I get into the reason I am forcing myself to write today, I want to recap our Disneyland trip! Holy cow, Winn was an angel! Seriously, he exceeded all my OCD mommy expectations! If you know me, you know I'm a scheduler. Winn is a really scheduled baby, who has a bedtime routine and a naptime routine and is all sorts of familiar with routine. It's what helps me be the best mom I can be. I thrive on knowing what comes next (as much as I can being a mom), and honestly naptime and bedtime are something that is 99.9% of the time routine. I decided to throw all caution to the wind (yeah right) and just let Winn experience Disney the way a kid should! He ended up falling asleep in his stroller for naps at the park and staying up hours past his bedtime to watch the fireworks and shows, and he even skipped on bath time! Lets not talk about that part. But seriously, he just ate up Disneyland the way it was meant to be. He ate lots of mac n' cheese, churros and ice cream. He rode all the rides and loved them all. Actually, he hated one ride. The Mater ride in Cars Land. It was a spinning ride, and Colt and I knew he would probably hate it, but we kept saying, "You want to ride this one Winn? You sure?" and he would very strongly reply, "Yes." while nodding his head vigorously. So, ride it he did. And his face was pure terror the entire time until he finally burst into tears. Colt and I were of course laughing hysterically while trying to comfort our screaming child on the ride he just HAD to go on. When we got off he looked and me with such a worried look and said "Why not like it?" (Winn interpretation: Why did I not like it?) It was amazing. Honestly. He waved hi and yelled it too, to every character he passed. Ariel's Seashell ride was his favorite and we rode it the most, just for him. He obviously loved the carousel and kept asking to "Ride horse!". It's funny, every time he says that, he says it with a cowboy slang, like he knows he's suppose to. Since Disney, he has been obsessed with Cars and wants to read his 'Cars books' all day long. First thing in the morning he says Cars books! He says Mater (Mayer), Doc Hudson (Doc Hubby), Sally (Silly) and Lightening Mcqueen (Queen) which also comes with Ka-chow (A-chow). He also loves watching Ariel and asks for it right after he eats his waffles which he demands papa make for him every morning. He pronounces Ariel like (Uhhhl) and says witch all day long in reference to Ursula. He also sings under the sea for me during diaper changes. I tell you, he is one hilarious friend.
I wish I could somehow burn my days into my memory forever, because there isn't a day that goes by that he doesn't do something hilarious or naughty or adorable that I tell myself "don't forget this!". He is talking so much now, forming sentences and striking up an attitude. He says 'Ny no like it!" (I don't like it) at least a million times a day, and says "Uh-uh!" too. He is quite the gentlemen though, and will say please, thank you, and you're welcome one right after the other when he wants something. He amazes me. He has the most tender heart and is kind of a wuss (sorry buddy), because he gets his feelings hurt pretty easily. If papa ever tells him no, it's an automatic meltdown. Not the tantrum kind, but the 'I'm so hurt' kind. It's pretty amusing. He asks for 'kikkis' (kisses) at least every hour and gives the good kind. He loves to run and will run up and down the backyard for hours at a time. He loves his mama, and can't stand to be out of my sight. Most days I like it that way. He knows how to work a phone or iPad just as good as me, and can make phone calls all by himself. Seriously, he calls people in my contacts when I don't even know he has my phone, so if you've received random calls from me, it's just Winn thinking he's the king of the hill over here. He is so tall and still pretty hefty, but he's slimming down which makes me sad cause that means he's growing up. He loves to read and loves to tell me he wants to go swimming (knowming) but then when I take him he just wants his toes in the water. He doesn't like to be splashed and therefore hates splash pads. He is obsessed with Mars and Gimmi (our dogs) and has a weird thing about eating their dog food.
He's going to be 2 tomorrow and I've got tears in my eyes just thinking about it!
Winner,
You are 2 years old! Mommy can't hardly believe it. I remember you turning one and mommy going all out for your party, just to have you sleep through half of it, be onery because I woke you up, and then hate your cake. You are the most fun! You make me happier than you will ever know. You have taught me to slow down and take deep breaths, to not sweat the small stuff, and you've shown me what it's like to love unconditionally. I love watching you grow and learn new things. I love your thick wavy hair. I love your 'kikkes' and hugs. I love your contagious laugh. You are my laughing baby! I love the way your cute sturdy body looks in your jammies and how you have to say goodnight to gowa (grandma) and papa before you feel happy to go to sleep. I love how you make sure I'm looking at you when I sing you bedtime songs, and if I'm not, you forcefully put your little tiny hand on my cheek and turn me towards you. I feel like the luckiest lady in the world to be able to raise such a sweet special kid. I am so proud of you for being so smart and curious. Although I hate that your birthday means you are that much closer to being a big kid who doesn't like my kisses and doesn't have to have me in your sight, it is also exciting because I love to watch you explore the world and I love our conversations. You are my light. You are my whole world. You have made me whole. I love you more than you'll ever know. I hope you have a happy birthday buddy!
Whoo, I made it through that one.
