Dear Noah,

I can hardly believe that you have been home with us for nearly 30 months.  How time flies and what a blessing you are.  I am so lucky to have both you and your sister and I could never have dreamed to have such a perfect family.

You are two months away from turning 3 and you can’t wait.  You have begun to ask a little more often “when my birthday is?” and we remind you that it is in March.  You take that info and then ask “is it March?”  It’s cute.  You have also mastered holding up 3 fingers to indicate your age and relish that you becoming a big boy. Now if only we could channel some of this excitement about being 3 into excitement about becoming potty trained.  We’ll get there. 

You are growing so fast and developing at an alarming rate.  Your vocabulary is expanding my hundreds of words a week.  Some of the things you say are hilarious and have me laughing out loud.  Your personality is also blossoming and you really are a sweet kid.  You have your moments as do most toddler/pre-schoolers.  But over all your a joy to be around. 

The above face is one I see often, but it doesn’t last too long and generally returns to the happy “Silly maaan” face.  You have overcome your Kung-Fu Panda obsession and are now obsessed with Cars.  You ask to watch it a lot–at least 4 times a day that movie plays all the way through.  Now don’t get me wrong–you don’t watch it all the way through each time–I’m not even sure you sit down long enough to watch it one full time a day.  But you are all about Lightening McQueen, The King, Doc Hudson, Mater, and company.  You have a collection of cars you carry around with you and that you dad and I spend a good portion of time trying to find as they get dropped or left in the most curious places.  We also spend a lot of time playing cars and I hear “Mommy that not how you do it” more often than I care to admit.  Who knew there were such rules to car playing? 

“Mommy lets play Candy Lane.”  I tell you “Sure but it’s Candy Land.” 

You reply…”No, I think it’s Candy Lane mommy.”  I have learned there are somethings I just can’t argue about with you my almost 3-year-old.  We play lots of Candy Land and you are getting pretty good at it and understanding the whole concept of rules and turns, etc.  I am pretty proud that you have mastered turn taking and are a pretty good sport.  You don’t get mad when mommy beats you and your also a pretty good sport when you win.  Dad gets mad at me when I talk about winning and losing, etc.  But it’s a fact of life and I sorry, but I really like to win.  You also enjoy a good game of Memory or Concentration whatever it’s being called these days.  You are not so good at that one, but you do okay and you just seem to really like playing.  You’ll get better. 

You continue to keep me on my toes and you have grown quite fond of your sister.  You play so very nicely with her and are rarely mean to her.  You share your toys with her and have learned that if you want to take something away from her that you have to give her something else or she’ll cry and you’ll get in trouble.  I am so happy that you can spend a good chunk of time playing with your sister upstairs and no one gets hurt.  It’s pretty awesome.  You are pretty awesome. 

You are sleeping in your big boy bed and it’s getting better.  You still manage to make it downstairs and into mommy and daddy’s bed every night/morning somewhere between 3:30 and 5:30am.  You have learned quickly to sneak into the bed quietly so that no one takes you back to your own bed.  I have to admit I love waking up and feeling you all snuggled up next to me.  I know it won’t last forever, but I will enjoy it while it does.  Keep rocking it little man and you will go far in this world. 

Love you baby,

Mommy