Oh my, another year has passed. I'm not entirely sure where the time has gone but indeed... it has.
Tristan, I could never have imagined that you could bring this much joy into my life. You are hilarious, you are a little stinker and stubborn just like your mama. You are adventurous and wild like your daddy and you even crack yourself up most days... who would have known.
You are known as "My teddy bear" at school and all the teachers fight over you. You don't really like to snuggle but you must love them because they snuggle you a lot and you don't mind.
Last night when Simba hurt my ribs (again) you patted my pack and said "It Ok Mommy, OWIE... it ok. Bad doggie, bad! It ok Mommy" and kissed me to make me feel better.
You pat the dogs and tell them they are good boys, you also yell at them (like we do *SIGH*) and tell them to sit, back-up and no dog dog!
You have sword fights with your daddy and now try to even have them in the bathtub,
You can dribble a soccer ball and hit a baseball like no other... I think I see sports in your future.
You love to dance, you love to giggle and for some reason you LOVE to pick up dog poop.
You suddenly like the light on when you go to bed, you still LOVE your THREE blankies and you hate jeans, socks and absolutely detest jackets and hats. We're still fighting you on the jacket and we WILL win... but occasionally, you still have victory.
You are my brave sweet boy and I couldn't be more proud of you. Daddy and I are preparing our A-Game... gotta get teaching you about God, about giving and about leaving this world better than you found it. But, we also need to protect you and provide for you so that you can be a crazy little toddler...my tornado.
I love you, onto year 3 we go. Hope to see everyone at the new blog. http://www.tristanistwo.blogspot.com/!
I love you more than you can imagine... and I always will.