Oh, my Jared. You are such an important part of our family. At times your young life seems painted upon the backdrop of our family's scenes: taking Aaron to school, going to the grocery store, packing boxes for the move, playing Cars with big brother, making meals, reading stories, cleaning house, making messes, etc. But, some of my favorite moments of the day occur when you take center stage.
For example:
Today Dad and I had to get the oil changed in the car. While we waited, you decided you could not wait to do your business...and you also needed a change. So, there we were, at Jiffy Lube, with no changing table, and no baby wipes. We made the most of what we had and wet down a few blue paper towels from the bathroom and changed you right on the grass adjacent to foothill village. You took it like a man, hardly complaining about your uncomfortable dilemma, just happy to get up (after the ordeal) to throw a few more dirt clods.
And, then there was the moment when we were eating, and you started to throw your food--like you always do. I decided to try my "firm" voice and "serious" eyes on you, saying, "No, Jared, we DON'T throw food." You stared me down--waiting for me to smile like an owl waits for a mouse to dart across an open field. Then, you cracked a grin of your own--baiting my smile out of it's hiding place. And, I lost it. You had me. I completely, utterly, lost it--bursting out into a fit of giggles. You giggled too (and Aaron and Dada). Guess I have to work on my poker face.
And, then there are your surprises. You have SO many of them. Dada and I have been concerned about your speech--or lack there of. You're not quiet--you understand and usually respond appropriately by nodding and saying "uh huh" or "no" when we ask you questions (except for when Dada asked you yesterday if you wanted to eat poop and you nodded with a sweet "uh huh!"). But, when our questions require more words to answer, it is difficult to motivate the words out of your mouth. Yes, you would much rather surprise us with all that you know. Sunday night you said, "Drew" and "Zoey" (the dog) one right after another when we greeted them. You constantly surprise us with your motor dexterity, climbing into your high chair (on your own) without anyone looking. And, you always surprise us with your sweetness; giving unexpected and unsolicited hugs and kisses throughout the day
Yes, my "baby" JJ, you can steal our show any day of the week.
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