Well, last weekend was Brent's birthday. I can't say that we did too much this year, but he had a big party at his Grandparents Price a few weeks ago, and he'll see his other grandparents soon for some messy cake pictures (I think that's what the 1st birthday party is mostly about!).
I think I don't notice all the milestones he's reaching lately simply because they just kinda grow on you little by little. Every day though I find something new about him to love. Like how he flips through books with me now, or practices putting little toys inside bigger toys. Or how he likes to try to crawl under the futon in search of dust bunnies. He's a busy guy these days, always on the go and on the run. He's learned to go through the dresser drawers and pull clothes out so he can deposit toys instead. And it is a rare day that you can put your shoes on without finding a mega-block or a rubber ball stuffed inside. Or leftover food, don't forget that one... It is impossible to find all the pieces he starts tossing in every direction once he is done eating!
Oh, and the big news this week is that they are starting to transition him to the TODDLER room at day care. Toddler??? Where did my baby go? I know there are good things to look forward to in the next year, but it seems like you have to trade in a lot to get there. For one thing, they don't have cribs in there, the kids sleep on cots. Well...if that's something they think they can accomplish with him, they are welcome to try. But I can't see that boy falling asleep if there is nothing to prevent him from running around the room exploring. I'm sure there are lots of kids like that, though, so they must have some magic method for it (I just hope it doesn't involve chains or straps). I do expect a drop in his nap time, though. And that's not something I think I'm ready to give up yet. We'll see how it goes, I guess.
So, would I give this up to go back to having a tiny baby again? Not on your life! This is so much more rewarding than the mindless changing of diapers (while he held still - oh I forget that luxury) and bottle after bottle, or worse - endless nursing on the hour. Will I cherish those memories? Of course! Would I look forward to another round? The jury's still out on that one. And I'm not even going into the nighttime wakings that MOST babies have given up by this stage in the game. He's going strong at 4 or 5 these days. Long story short, we're working them out of the rotation, but so far it's a rough transition.
And then sometimes, you're half asleep on the floor playing with him and watching football. Your eyes close for a few seconds and you just listen to him playing with his toys. Then just as you're thinking of how peaceful life is, you feel a plastic block slammed into your face. But before you can even think about what happened, you see a tiny face coming at you and planting its first smiling sloppy kiss on your cheek. And then somehow, you wouldn't trade this time for anything at all.
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