Friday, September 17, 2010

Geeeez

And I thought 6 months was bad... it's been over a year!

Basically, it boils down to this - Patrick is healthy. He's normal. His eyesight is great. A little farsighted, the doc says, but great.


Patrick loves football. And baseball. And fishing. He loves steak and grapes and cookies from Mimi.


He had his first haircut just before Jon's step sister Becca's wedding and now he looks like a little boy. He's definitely not my baby anymore. But he is my baby. He's had a summer full of scraped knees and bruised shins. Patrick is such a boy.


For his second birthday, he got a tool set and a four wheeler. He loves them.



He is STUBBORN. And ORNERY. And totally our kid. His favorite word is "NoooooOOoooo!" Especially when I wake him up for "school" in the morning.



I love how normal he is. I can't get over it sometimes. He's amazing. I love this kid to pieces. And he's so smart... and by smart, I mean manipulative. Don't get me wrong, he's intelligent too, but MAN this kid is spoiled. But he listens to us... most of the time.

Patrick loves to dance. If you managed to be at a wedding with Patrick this summer, you know what I'm talking about. That kid can bust a move like nobody's business. I think that comes from the Connealy side of the family.

As far as normal two year olds, he's behind in language. We're not surprised by this. It's frustrating. It's hard to remember sometimes that his real 2nd birthday should be November 24, not September 8th, and he's going to be behind the other kids at daycare. But when the other kids are putting together basic sentences, and we're still getting "Dada","Mama", "Ni-ni", "Bayn-kee"(blankie) and "Jeeewce" (he needs juice every day when he gets home from daycare. Why? I don't know!) Somewhere he picked up the sign language for "more" and we're pretty good at translating him, but it would be nice if we could figure him out.

Things are good! I might try this blogging thing again, since we're getting calmed down around here. It's been a crazy busy year. I feel like we might be able to sit down and breathe again.


And now that I've put that in writing, we'll have to make plans for something big.

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