Forever My Baby

Thatcher is making that transition for baby to toddler to "big boy." I find myself trying to hold onto things that remind me of him being a baby.  His binkie (not sure when I will take that away- but I know it needs to be soon), I am refusing to cute his hair, and his rubber ducky bathtub that he has clearly outgrown are all among the list.  Even though, he is such an active toddler and I want him to start acting like a "big boy" I wouldn't give up this age for anything.  I know I will never get these moments back.  I had one insured tell me we all have one "handful" of a child- as she pointed to her youngest.  I feel like I got that mischievous,bull headed, into everything, my way or the highway kid the first go around.  My next thought to that statement was "hmm, I think I was that kid in my family".  I have a feeling my mother would agree to that statement.

Thatcher still isn't talking much but when he does he says single words like: mom, dad, dog, bath, no, yeah, tickle, tickle, bye- bye, hi. No is by far his favorite word. I love to see their mind work. He knows were the juice is in the morning- he also knows were the animal cookies are kept too :) When we say bath time he will get his towel and follow Mike into the bathroom- sometimes he tells us when it is bath time. If you tell him it is time to go to "Molly's" he gets his shoes and heads to the door ready to go for the day. He knows where his foot is and he will show me where Mike's belly is but never his. I think he knows where it is he just doesn't want to play my game. I have been trying to get him to blow kisses for well over six months.