How old are you? "Do"

I can not believe it, but Brooks turned two on Sunday! Where have those two years gone? He is getting to be such a big kid. I love it because he finds new ways to make us laugh and new ways to amaze us everyday, but it also makes me sad that he's becoming a big kid. He's not my little cute, chubby baby anymore. I actually looked at him the other day and caught a glimps of what I think he'll look like as a young man.

We celebrated his birthday by filling his bed room floor with balloons while he was asleep. That was really fun when he woke up. Then we put candles on his pancakes and sang "Happy Birthday", which he hid his face through. Then we opened some presents. I have been trying to teach him his pleases and thank you's, so after every present he opened he said "taint toe". This kid is freakin adorable!


























Favorite toddler moments so far:

B - mommy?
Me- yes?
B -Be happy.

When he wants Pat or I to come over to where he is, he calls out mommy or daddy and then makes kissing noises like we do to get the dogs to come.

He's learning signs and random times during the day he tries to show us all the ones he can remember. In between each sign he says, "uhm" with a really furrowed brow of concentration look.

Lining up all his toy cars like a mini car show.
















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My best mommy moment yet

I had the most wonderful moment with Brooks two weeks ago. It started out as a normal Friday and Brooks and I were busy playing and cleaning the house while Pat was at work. Round about 4:00 I got a call from Pat with some rather bad news. UTA was doing a mass layoff and Pat did not survive it. We were devastated! After a few brief exchanges to make sure that Pat wasn't joking (my husband the Joker) I hung up the phone and started to cry right there in the kitchen. I sat down and covered my face and all I could think of was, "What are we gonna do". Then I felt this little hand on mine. I looked up and there was Brooks. Looking at me with the sweetest expression of concern on his face. He started to pat my hand very softly and say "mommy" in a tone meaning, it's okay. Then he started to wipe the tears of my face with both his hands and kiss my checks, all the while in that same sweet tone saying "mommy". It was the sweetest moment I have had with him. I'm getting a little teary eyed just remembering. He did such a good job making me feel better. And despite how upset I felt, I couldn't help the overwhelming feeling that came over me that everything was going to be all right. Thanks to my baby boy.