Friday, April 10, 2009

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Dear Grayson Michael,

You never cease to amaze me, son.

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For the past 3 1/2 weeks, I have had to wake you each day at 10 o'clock. I'm not complaining in the least bit, I'm just curious.....

We don't give you large amounts of caffeine (actually that carmel macchiato was decaf ;)), we don't give you large amounts of sugar (I thought I read that powdered donuts were low in sugar), we even put you to bed at a decent time.......midnight is decent, right??

HAHAHA!!! I'm kidding people! Quit judging.....you never have caffeine, very rarely do you get sweets, and you are in bed by 8:45 EVERY NIGHT!!

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I joke around and say it's just the teenage boy in you.....whatever it is, I like it. Mommy is a sleeper, too, son......just go ask Nana. I was never big on waking early on Saturdays just to watch cartoons and most Christmas mornings, your Uncle Scott had to wake me to open presents. We like our sleep, no biggie.


Happy twenty months, today! You're growing up.

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It's undeniable. And I am SO proud of you. You're perfect, so funny, and simply amazing to me. You're everything I dreamed you would be. You are so much like your Momma, it's unreal sometimes. (Go read Philippians 1:3- that's how I feel.)

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We have closed the door on our teens and are now entering our twenties.
Now that you're old enough, I wish to impart some wisdom upon you. I hope it will be helpful.

1) Mommy is the boss during the day. Please do not throw plastic alphabet magnets at her funny bone when she asks you to take a nap. It hurts. Also, naps are good for both you and Mommy. Just say yes ma'am and do it.

2) Thank you for helping clean up the house! You're such a big boy. However, 'cleaning up' does not include dripping milk all over the house in a milk trail with the 'pot of gold' puddle being inside mommy's favorite pair of flats. I know you love drinking out of your big boy cup but, milk is not cleaning fluid a la swiffer wet jet and also milk + shoes = Mad Mommy.

3) Cheese nips do not make a good breakfast. I am proud of you for reaching the counter. What a big boy! But cheese nips ... really, isn't that kind of gross?

4) Just because you don't like something on your dinner plate does not mean that it has to be OFF of your plate. Just don't eat it. Seriously, that's what a plate is FOR. It really is unnecessary to throw your peas on the floor.... I get it. You can't like peas.
But honey, peas + floor = Mad Mommy.

5) No matter how many times you cry and whine, you're going to bed. And NO, Bentley CANNOT go with you. She's a dog and she needs to sleep in her bed. Don't try to sneak her into your closet. Mommy knows that the thumping sound hitting the closet door is actually an over-excited doggie. You're busted, kid.


Grayson, you are growing up so fast I can't stand it. Needing haircuts often and demanding hugs and kisses and growing more and more aware of your world.

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While I anxiously await to see what lies ahead for you ... what talents you'll develop, what friends you'll choose, what career path you'll follow; I also want you to stay just the way you are ... able to do so many things for yourself, while still needing me.

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I need you like a flower needs the rain.
~Mommy

2 comments:

Lindsay said...

Oh Missy,
your post + these songs = this Mommy's tears! So sweet!

And hey, I've had CheezeIts for Breakfast...not so bad :)

Happy 20 Mos. Big Boy! Aunt Lindsay has a present for you...finally, should fit perfect this summer :)

Andréa said...

Those pictures just melt my heart. Too sweet!