Dear ‘Lu Lu’,
This month you started calling yourself Lu Lu and identifying things as Abbees and Lulu’s. Every month, your month post is LATE. I keep a list of things and stories that you do during the month and then when it arrives life just keeps me from working all those beautiful moments together into writing. But when I sit down and flip through my blog and see one of your monthly posts, I LOVE IT. I love having a slideshow of memories that I can visit so easily. I have thousands of photos and they just get put in a folder and forgotten about until there is TIME to sit and slide through them. I started out doing these posts for you. So someday you could look back on them. Maybe when you became a mom or even when you were a curious tween. But really, when I look back on them, I know that I do them for me. I do them so that I don’t forget those little moments that we spend together. The moments you make me laugh. That you make me feel whole.
I love having you in my life -in our lives- so much. That immense, unexplainable love that I’ve always had for Sebastian, I also have for you. From the very moment we met. Every day I treasure you. Even in moments of exasperation. Because they exist too! So without further adieu, HAPPY BELATED 19 MONTHS Lula Lu. This month you turned 19months the day before my 37th birthday. [February 20]
When I look back over the month in photos, there are SO many to choose from. It is difficult; I want to choose them all.
You are so beautiful. And when I say beautiful, I mean YOU. Of course I love your blue eyes that get brighter and bluer when you cry, just like mine do. I love your wispy, bright blonde hair and full, practically edible cheeks.
But your beauty is really in the love that you show your brother when you climb up onto his tray for a dance party, or to take his glasses, or tell him a secret. When you lean over to play a game with him on the iPad or even lift his hand to help him draw/paint or press a button on the iPad or during a game/activity. Sebastian enjoys your adventurous antics. Even when you are climbing up to sit with him in his recliner and you end up sitting on top of him, blocking his view. He especially loves your big bear hugs and when you Request a ‘hu(g)’ from him after school x3.
Your beauty is in the funny faces that you make when you want to be silly or even stubborn, telling me ‘no’ with a big ‘O’ shaped mouth. When you dance to Ernie (Sesame Street Record) or request and sing along to Roar (Katy Perry). When you are surprised or smile just for the camera.
Your beauty in your curiosity and desire to explore and climb onto EVERYTHING. The way you throw yourself down onto the floor with such emotion and meaning when you don’t get your own way or cannot find the words to express your frustration or what you want.
Your beauty in the simple things. I love hearing your feet padding down the hallway to find us when you wake up in the night or come into our bedroom. It is a new sound for us and makes my heart swell. Sometimes we hear you upstairs while we are downstairs in the living room and you’ve woken and climbed out of bed to search for us. You walk to the edge of the hall and stop searching for ‘mama’.
This month we went on many adventures where your beauty shined in everything you experienced. From throwing yourself onto the floor at the Toronto Zoo when you didn’t want to put on your jacket and head out into the snow to the next exhibit; or running through the special exhibit at the AGO. Reminding art visitors that children can enjoy and appreciate art too. Especially through their squeals of delight or defiant screams at being picked up when you really just want to see what is around the corner. You enjoyed mimicking the gorillas at the zoo and creating your own masterpiece in the kids area in the AGO.
You became quite the foodie and enjoyed dipping your toast in eggs at brunches and dodging the wait staff when you moved from one side of the table to the other to take turns sitting with mama or daddy. You are a friendly delight and sometimes you are happy to try new foods and other times are more interested in those around you.
You are quite the artist. Sometimes more interested in the medium than the finished product. And you consistently identify the color blue while also repeating the names of other colors as you begin to learn them too.
You do so many things that continue to delight us, and sometimes perplex us in ways that make us laugh because we don’t know what else to do. Some of our favorites were:
Riding your bike with Seb and the back (while I’m holding him up and his long legs are dragging on the floor) and you are getting upset once he’s not with you because this way of riding really isn’t sustainable.
Words words and more words. You are putting 2-3 word phrases together and also trying to tell is about events.
You are identifying characters and animals in books and even off the book shelves. You know who Curious George is just by looking at the binding of the books.
‘Uh-oh spaghettios’ and other fun phrases you pick up from us. Which means we also have to be careful because you repeat everything. Everything.
Learning to blow bubbles from a bubble wand. And dumping out the bubble solution when you are finished.
Ticking all the boxes at the belated 18 month check-up. Giving the teddy on hand a hug after your vaccine.
Gibbergabber. Just making up words for the sake of conversation.
Feeding the furry friends the bottle (dog) and detailed imaginary play with the dolls in the doll house and becoming quite attached to a mini-wheelchair to ouch a doll in at Babies Group.
I try to keep a list of the fun, new things you do each month Tallula so that I remember them because there are so many. Everyday is an adventure with you. And for that, and so many other things, I am thankful.
We love you Lula Lu! Big bear hugs. Just for you. Beautiful you.