What a toddler you have become, more or less a two year old it feels like. You talk. You talk alot. In full sentences, all day. You ask me a thousand times a day "Where Daddy Go?" "Where Hunter go?" "Where Mommy Go?" "Where Boley go?" "Where Grama go?" "Where Tenny go?" "Where Daddy Go?" "Where Hunter go?" "Where Mommy Go?" "Where Boley go?" "Where Grama go?" "Where Tenny go?" "Where Bampa go?" and on and on. I finally started retaliating with "Where did Stella go?" Then you will point at your chest and die laughing.
It is getting harder and harder to distract you. We can no longer change the subject and you are done wanting to run around with the golf club. Now you never want to let go of the golf club, you will hold onto until I pry your little, sweaty fingers off of it. Then you bite me. Then you spend minutes in time out until you can tell me that we don't bite and your sorry. It is exhausting. Between the screeching when you don't get what you want and you running away from me, to me, or in circles it's exhausting. You are one busy kid. Very busy kid.
Church has become something of a enjoyable experience. You can't wait to get to nursery. I don't even have to walk you in, I open the door and you are at a dead sprint for the kids and the toys. And when I pick you up and you have your little coloring picture and you are waiving bye to the leaders and your friends, it melts my heart. I am so grateful that I don't have to sit with you in there, and that you are the happy kid in nursery. I really worry that you will be the kid who hits or bullies or cries in the corner. Instead you are the one who talks. Which I guess is an OK thing to be.
When we go into sacrament meeting, we never leave now. We lock you into a church pew and we don't let you down. Between all the fruit nacks and resins you are content. We have also learned you love to color. You want your PAPER and PEN to COLOR. You really just want to make one scribble then put the lid back on the invisible marker. Then you take it off and make one scribble and put it back on. It is a very tedious process, but it keeps you entertained.
Anytime you are going somewhere you always tell me Bye. "Bye Mommy, BYE." You keep telling me until I reply with "Bye Stella". Even if you are just going upstairs, or in the other room. Communication really is the best. You can say everybodies names, and you remember them. You say "Hi" to every employee at Sports Den. You tell them about your day and what you want. You know that Julie has the treats and you know if you go and get her she will give you anything you want. The best part about it is, you are telling me these things. It's not just something you are doing, you are asking for Julie, then when you find her you tell her you want a treat. It is so adorable. It melts anyone's hearts, especially mine.
Stella you are making this pregnancy alot more exhausting than yours, but you are making it so much better because you are a constant reminder of what is the light at the end. Thank you for that, thank you for bringing joy in our lives. It would be really easy to focus on the sick and the bummer part of these last few weeks. But you bring light into all. I love you so much.
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