My love

It is 1:17am and I should be in bed but instead I am laying here on the couch, re-reading old blog entries about my first baby and feeling my second baby move all around in my belly. Life is great.

These past few days I have been pretty obsessed with Donovan. After a week plus of many two-year old like tantrums a day, he has seemed to calm down and I am loving him and his new found good attitude. Last night before bed, Tom, Donovan and I were just playing on the couch together, no tv, no radio, no computer, just us. And it was awesome. I never wanted it to end. It was just little things too. Tom and I talking about how we love when Donovan squints his eyes, points to one of them and says "Hurt" in his own accent when nothing is wrong with his eye. Or Donovan faking a big sneeze then taking turns looking to me, then tom, then me, then tom to enjoy watching us makes fools of ourselves with our obnoxious fake sneezes. Then there was the snuggling. It was everything family time is supposed to be. I was sad when I finally had to admit it was past his bedtime and put a stop to all the fun we were having.

Today I had to work and as I pulled away from dropping Donovan off with Tom's mom, I was fighting back tears. It's funny how sometimes it is harder to leave him now then it was when I first came back to work after maternity leave. He is just so much fun right now! There are two cute/funny things that Donovan has been doing for a little while now that I have been meaning to share so I will do it now before I head to bed.

1)Donovan plays peek-a-boo with you and has for probably the last month or so. He slaps his open hands over his eyes (or mostly over his eyes) and holds them there for an unspecified amount of time, them whips them off and holds them out with the biggest grin on his face so you can say "Peek-a-booo!". Occasionally he will say "Bo" but he usually leaves the sound effects up to you. He will do this with strangers and with you at the most random times. Like for instance sometimes when I hear him crying at night and I go to rub his back to help him get back to sleep, he rolls over, looks at me through his barely awake eyes and then slaps his hands over his eyes. It's all I can do not to giggle but instead tell him it's not peek-a-boo time but "night-night" time.

2) Another funny thing he does that I love we call "Pooh-looo". The first day he did it was on the way home from Tom picking us up from the airport on the trip home from Denver. Tom and I were talking but heard Donovan just having a conversation with himself, which is not his norm. Usually he spends his time in the car pointing things out and repeating them until you acknowledge that yes, you in fact see the very thing he is seeing too. This time was different and he was going on and on, just happy to talk to himself and really getting a kick out of what ever he was saying in his toddler speak. Well finally we paid enough attention and realized what he was doing/saying. He was imitating us when we pretend that we are grossed out by something of his that is stinky (ie his feet, his socks. I promise it is a game he loves, not something that is going to give him a complex). For as long as I can remember it has been one of our things when I change him for him to stick his feet in my face, then I put it right in my nose, pretend to be totally disgusted by the smell and shout "Peee yeeeewwww" as I throw his foot away. He belly laughs and throws his foot back in my face and I try out new reactions, but they always involve being grossed out and saying "Pee yeew". Well anyways, back to the car... Donovan was holding up his hand to his nose, smelling it and then saying "Poooh loooo", which is apparently his version of "pee yeew". It was so funny. He was also saying a lot more than that that night so I am sure he was telling himself just how stinky it was and what he was going to do about it but all we could understand was the "Poooh loo". The funny thing was, was that Tom's mom picked up on what he was doing right away the next day so she is much more perceptive than me and Tom. She was like "Did you notice he smells his hand and says "Pooh loo" now like it is yucky?". And since then he has continued to do that when he wants to make himself smile or get a laugh from you. And now, Tom and I say "Pooh loo" when things are smelly :)

Anyways, bottom line is I am obsessed with my little man right now. I know I might not always feel this way about him (especially when the tantrums rear their ugly heads again and increase in frequency) so I want to write about times when I do (which is 99.99% of the time). He is so much fun to be around and makes me laugh every day. Tom and I go to bed talking about him, and wake up talking about him. He is the subject of most of our texts and emails. Life without him would be so dull and I am so glad our lives have been blessed with his. I am so excited to add another little one to this mix and see how crazy this second one is going to be! If he/she is anything like Donovan, this life is going to be a blast!