There are a million things that I love about my son. This last year Jeremiah and I have witnessed him growing and developing in ways we didn't think were possible for a two year old. It's been such a fun, frustrating, amazing and at times overwhelming journey for all of us. Fynn is such a blessing. It's hard to put into words how much we love him.... so, I am marking his third birthday with all the little things I never want to forget about him at this age. Unfortunately I know that most of these will disappear over the course of the next year or so..... which is why this is so bittersweet for me. Since he is turning three I'm going to list (only) 33 of my favorite things about my three year old.
33 things I love about Fynn:
- The way he shushes, with his index finger flat against his lips while saying "Shhh, Owen's sleeping". SO dramatic.
- When he says poopoo headies".... He uses this phrase after everything...and yes, although, we are trying to break him of it, it is still funny.
- Telling me that he wants to "hold me". This is usually when he is extremely tired or has just gotten in trouble.
- When he is trying to get in on a conversation that Jeremiah and I are having he'll say "My question is" but it really sounds like "My testion is"
- How he says "rtoons" instead of cartoons
- How he raises his cute little toddler voice to an almost unbearable decibel to talk to Owen. Basically mocking/imitating how he sees adults talk to him.
- Of course how he sucks his left thumb and grabs/rubs his shirt with his right hand. It's his signature move.
- How he calls himself "Feena"
- I love that he says his favorite store is Target. I think it might have to do with him getting popcorn and chocolate milk when we are there. It's my little trick to get a peaceful shopping trip.
- I love that 9 times out of 10 when I ask him what he dreamed about last night his response is "chocolate milk"
- I love that he can't pronounce his C's or K's. It makes for some interesting conversations and some mad translation skills on my part.
- I love that he comes in to cuddle with me in bed in the morning. And when I finally get up he announces "You WAKE up!".
- I love when Jeremiah and I kiss he always asks "why you kiss when you married?"
- That every night when he is laying in bed the last thing I say to him is "I love you from your head to your___?" and he answers "toesies". And then I say "how much do I love you?" and his response is "this much" as he opens his arms up as wide as he can. Then I take that opportunity to tickle him. It's become our little nightly routine.
- I love that he has piles and piles of attitude stored up in that miniature little body of his. Although, right now I feel like gouging my own eye out could be easier then dealing with it- I know that Fynnegan is eventually going to be a strong-willed, passionate young man. His determination and stubbornness will allow him to find many successes. But with that unfortunately I know he will have to learn the hard way A.LOT!
- I love the way he smells after a bath. Either like watermelon or coconut.
- I love that he randomly tells me "Mama your pretty/beautiful".
- I love all his facial expressions. He is quite the character. This goes along with his understanding of sarcasm. It's uncanny the way that he can come back with a smart little remark; all in the right context and timing. Funny.
- I love that he will have fake phone conversations with people. Literally imitating what Jeremiah and I sound like on the phone. The agreeing chuckle and all.
- I love that he poses for me when I get my camera out. Such a ham.
- I love his giggle. It's so sweet it makes me melt.
- I love that he can dance and shake his bootie. He makes himself laugh - which is hilarious. The best part is that he actually has great rhythm. I hope he never loses that inhibition.
- I love his ability to pick up on songs really quickly and will sing along to them in the car. Cracks me up.
- I love how much he pays attention and knows exact exits of our destinations - sometimes it's scary how much he pays attention... he'll even tell me if I took a wrong turn if I am not going the usual way.
- I love his inquisitiveness- constantly asking questions until he feels like he has a good grasp on the answer. I call it his rain man syndrome. He'll ask over and over and over until he gets it.
- I love his obsession with lemon yogurt, peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and chocolate milk.
- I love when he wears his red rubber boots. He looks so darn adorable in them. Makes me sad that he has just about grown out of them.
- I love watching him sleep.
- I am constantly impressed by his memory. He remembers names and faces without fail. Of people that he rarely even sees.
- I love when he says "Mama, cuddle with me/Mama, let's cuddle or I wanna cuddle with you". He curls up on my lap and rests his head in the crook of my neck. Love it.
- I love when he says "Meenaw" for excuse me. His own little made up word. This is rare now unfortunately.
- I love when he replies with a "sure!" after asking him to do something. His voice always goes up an octave or two. It's really cute.
- I am continually in awe of Fynns vocabulary. He is extremely smart and witty. Uses words that I know are beyond his years.
I emailed Jeremiah and told him my plan for this post. He sent me a list of his favorite things too.
Things I love about my boy-
I love when he laughs at his own jokes, and that he even makes jokes.
I love when he's grumpy in the morning just like his mama and I try to make him laugh and he tries so hard not to but eventually gives in.
I love his poopoo's, poopoo's, poopoo's sigh
I love that he wants to follow me around and be right in the mix of everything that I do.
I love that look he gets when he's flabbergasted that I would say such a thing and his mouth drops open.
I love that he loves his little bro so much.
I love when he tries to sing songs, and repeats commercials right when they're happening.
I love that he can say lines in Madagascar before they play.
I love his "no thank-you please" when you ask him if he wants something
I love his "poopoo's headies"
I love that he gets pissed when we play fight
I just love my oldest little dude and am so blessed by him
Thanks ya'll. I obviously could go on and on and on about my little munchkin. So proud to be his Mama!
And, yes! Where does the time go!?
Posted by: Heidi | June 12, 2009 at 12:36 PM
What an amazing post, I love him too...he is truly one of a kind.
Posted by: Amy Schrater | June 11, 2009 at 03:10 AM
I can't believe he is three already. It seems like yesterday you were just posting about getting pregnant. Where does the time go? And he's totally got your eyes. What a cutie!!
Posted by: Jennifer | June 08, 2009 at 11:24 PM
I love this! It made me cry and think of Luka and the amazing little person he is already and the great times we have ahead. I love him now, and also can't wait to watch him grow; just like you said about Fynn!
Posted by: Amanda | June 08, 2009 at 07:50 PM