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29 months.

Beckett,
you are approaching 30 months. your sister has about 3 weeks before she is here and i'm so nervous about having two children. your daddy and i are trying to enjoy every last second with you as an only child. although you probably won't remember being an only child, just know that we absolutely loved every second of it. you are my everything and i hope you always feel special and so very loved. you have changed my life for the better. i couldn't even imagine not having you. you are the coolest little boy i've ever been around. you make me laugh and my heart so happy every single day.  i know you are going to be such a wonderful big brother and help take care of your sister.  although i'm nervous, i'm so very excited for you to have a sibling and i hope you two will be extremely close and always appreciative of family.  you will never acquire another friendship/relationship than, hopefully, what you will have with your sister.
in the last month, here are some things you have done that i don't want to forget.

• anytime we are walking up the stairs you say "mommy, hug" only so i will pick you up and carry you up the stairs instead of you walking. lazy bum :)
• anytime you do something on your own, you get so excited and say, "i did it!" so proud of yourself 
• you love to climb into and hide in the dryer
• you like for me to rock you like a baby and you pretend to cry like a baby
• you love to role play
• dan taught you to say "oda i am" for your halloween costume. you were yoda and daniel was darth vader
• you definitely have shown us what the definition of terrible twos is
• when someone ask you what you are doing, you say "awe, just hangin' out"
• you say "museket" for music
• one day you came over and said, "momma, i'm proud of you"
• you are jumping off of everything. you are even doing 180's off things when you jump
• you say, "what's the matter? i'll kiss it."
• one day you were strumming the guitar and just singing the words, "chicken run, chicken run" over and over
• i gave you a pickle and you said "spicy"
• you love to sing songs when i lie down with you before bedtime. your favorite right now is "good night sweet heart" and you sing all the words
• you lifted my shirt and took your belly and bumped it against mine and said "cheers"
• you like to make a fist and say "pound it"
• how you get out of bed by yourself and come upstairs to our room and say "morning" and one morning you said "merry christmas"
• how you love to sit in your tepee in your room and listen to the christmas book meme and papa recorded for you
• how when you are acting/role playing you will get really big eyes and then smile
• how you like to say you are rango and daddy is snake. rango needs this, rango is this, rango wants that, snake's sleeping, snake's at work, snake's fishing, etc.
• how i went downstairs one morning and you had got out of bed, turned on your tepee light and was just hanging out and reading
• when we asking you what you are doing you say, "just hanging out"
• how you like one of us to play as if we are buzz or woody and you the other
• how you like to give zerberts, especially on my pregnant belly. you say, "sister, zerbert"
• how when you see a pumpkin or anything like that you say, "halloween." you seem to be into halloween this year.
• you love to sing, "Little Bunny Foo Foo" and do all the hand movements. especially when the good fairy comes down you say, "and she said," shake your head and the stuffed animals head no when you say "i don't want to see you" and you love to bop on the head. you just laugh.
• you sing all the words of "you are my sunshine."
• you say, "that's really funny," and "i'm really hungry." especially, when you are stalling for bed
• you love to play chase and tag
• you love for me to say, "on your mark, get set, go" and you take off running and you love it when i announce you being a fast runner. then you run back to me and say, "fast."
• you keep asking to touch the moon
• you say certain foods are "delicious"
• you are cutting teeth #k,t
• we cut your rat tail, daddy made me
• we rode up the gondola with uncle zac for sunset happy hour. you sprained your left ankle while playing and running around with some girls at the top of the mountain. you were dancing to the live reggae music.
• you squirt the tube of toothpaste all over the couch

regardless of your two year old tantrums, we still manage to have a blast with you everyday. you test us every single day but we are just hoping it passes. in the meantime, we have given you spankings with a wooden spoon. we barely even tap your diaper and you say "no spanking." we have tried every avenue of discipline: ignoring it, trying to talk rationally, time out, etc. and the only thing that seems to somewhat work is a little tap on the booty.  so for now, that's our last resort (depending upon how many times you push us and push us) we hate doing it and don't want to. oh dear lord, i sound like my mother, "this hurts me more than it does you." but it's true.

we love you more than anything beckett and always want you to feel that. to the moon and back. 

mommy