Wow, buddy, you're so old!

Hi, darling.

Wow, it just occurred to me the other day while talking to our landlord, that you turn two next month! The big 0-2. I think this is freaking me out more than, say, turning thirty in a year and a bit. 2 is a big age, not just because of the HOLY COW OUT OF THE WORLD temper tantrums, but also because it's when you start becoming a child.

You won't grow as much physically in the next two years as you have in the last two. You will start Kindergarten next year. We will over the course of the next 12 months have conversations that don't require me guessing what it is you're trying to say.

You're going to go from being my baby to being my boy. I'm looking forward to it, because you're an amazing little person already, but man. 2!

Tomorrow's a public holiday, so that's good for us. Mama's going to the gym for your nap time, because heaven forbid she should use a day off work to relax a while, but maybe it will be sunny and the three of us can do something really fun.

I'm glad you're so taken with your blanket and pillow, by the way. The way you snuggle right in is dead cute.

Much love,
Mummy.