Two Point Five

A little time to catch up on this kid -- he's two.point.five now!

Dear Cameron, 

You are two but really you're twelve.

You're not potty trained yet, but I love you still.

Some of the things you say get me right in the depths of my heart. Things that I want to remember forever.

"Chep up" = ketchup

"Pick you up" = Will you pick me up?

"You happy, Mama?"  "Yes, I'm happy. Are you happy Cameron?" "No, I'm tired."

 "I be yellow hat"

"Father, Son... Amen"

When you are coming inside and I have music playing, I absolutely love that you run to the speaker and start dancing and singing.  It makes my heart skip a beat.

You like the ladies.

From what I can tell, they like you too.  You have a little girlfriend that you actually changed seats for during circle time yesterday. Your teacher's say that it's getting serious.  

I'm already nervous about the talk and at 2.5 it's a whole different talk then it is at 13.

Right now, I really appreciate that you are a bit more hesitant than other kids.  You try things but you tend to stand back and wait a minute before you do. I know this will probably change as you get older, but it's nice that for the most part, I know your speed and style.

Your favorites (by you):

Movie/Show:  Mickey Mouse. Einsteins

Song: All About that Base AND Shake it Off

Food: tacos. and pancakes. and waffles.

Number: 2

Game: Daddy

Toy:  Yellow ball and Blue Bat (golf and baseball)

Place:  my house

We love you Cameron, every little bit of you.
even if you aren't potty trained yet.

To the Moon & Back Little B!