Well I had to officially face the music this week - my wee Luca is not so 'wee' anymore. He isn't a toddler, but a little boy. A spiky haired, chicklet toothed, smoker voiced little drop of heaven in my home. He is starting to string together sentences (finally) and with each new word reminds me that he's no longer my baby.
I came home the other night with his 'Spiderman' birthday cake. (I'm not a fan of 'theme' parties and gimmicks, but when you end up with a child with an obsession, you inevitably cave to see the joy on their faces) When he saw that cake he hardly knew where to leave himself. He had to come back and look at it every few minutes and tell me all about it. That night at 10pm I crept into his room to take out his clothes for the next morning and he was WIDE awake. He gave me a big smile, so I crawled into bed next to him. He whispers in my ear: "I wuf my buwfday!" I couldn't contain my love for him and so ensued a kissing and cuddling session (of which Kai slept right through!) The next day was his party, and it nearly killed him to wait until 2am when friends were set to arrive. Of course, he was pure misery because he'd been up half the night, and fell asleep at 1:45 in my arms. (teehee - I was secretly overjoyed because babies fall asleep in your arms, not big boys!) We let him sleep for an hour or so, and the next 3 hours he spent in pure bliss with 30 family and friends, and lots of new cars and tractors, spiders, and spiderman toys. I will include just a few pictures from the big day.
Before I go there, I thought to make a list of all the things I love love love about my Luca.
1. I love your raspy little smoker's voice.
2. I love how you insist on being on my lap (like right now) although there is only about 2 inches between this big baby in my tummy and the table.
3. I love the way when I come into a room, your eyes LIGHT up and you have to sit with me. (exception: Papa is over to visit!)
4. I love the way you call yourself 'Coca' (although you will eventually have to figure it out)
5. I love the way you put your treasured possessions in your 'man room.' (A walk in closet full of his tools and remote control car and other random items.) "Don't touch ma stuff. Dis' all my stuff in my man woom."
6. I love the sound effects you make as you play quietly. (he's better than I am and he's 3!)
7. I love your obsession with gum. Always about the gum.
8. I love (and sometimes loathe) your sticky uppy crazy hair. It truly has it's own mind.
9. I love those big gorgeous blue eyes that have me caving when I shouldn't.
10. I love the way you walk on the balls of your feet and constantly beg to live only in your 'Cars' gitchies.
11. I love those 'ball' calves of yours. (and don't even get me started on those delicious noogies...)
12. I love the way you make me feel like the best mommy in the whole world, even when I know I might have failed big time.
Luca - you are the light of my life. I am totally amazed that God gave you to me, and so in awe of how you love me despite all my shortcomings.
Happy Birthday my wee man!
2 comments:
That's wonderful! Happy 3rd birthday Luca!
Awww...what a sweet post. He sounds like an awesome kid! Sorry I didn't get to come say hi today at the mall! Noelle was with my parents and we bumped into them at Dairy Queen, and she was having the toughest time deciding what to order! Sometimes she gets all worried as if she might make the wrong decision and be disappointed:)
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