The Crosby Show: Crosby @ 24 Months

Dear Crozzie Bear,

Today you are two years old!

I held you in my arms for the first time two years ago today. You are my earth angel and I am so glad you are mine.

Although it hurts my momma-heart a little to think that you are no longer a baby, I love the little boy you are becoming and watching you grow into your own little person is such a delight.

I have loved every minute of this last year - even the minutes in the middle of tantrums - because they were spent with you. You are the absolute light of mine and Daddy's lives. I cannot wait for you to wake up in the morning and after you go to bed, Daddy and I sit and talk about all the funny things you say and do.

You love to read. You know all your colors, all your numbers, your ABCs, and how to spell your name. You love to sing and "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star", "Skinnamarink", and "Row Row Row Your Boat" are your favs. You are obsessed with identifying people by their names and you know the names of everyone in your life. You love to eat and are not picky.

I love your curious and adventurous personality, your infectious smile, your insistent determination and spirited love for life. You are so funny. I spend half of the day laughing at the things you say and do. You absolutely love being the center of attention and you love making everyone laugh. I love that about you! I want to bottle you up and keep you two right here and now at this age forever. You really are that much fun.

You are hard to stay mad at (even when you intentionally do something I've just said no to, like dump your plate or spill a glass of water) and it’s impossible to not just pull you close and cover you in kisses. I hope you never forget what love Daddy and I feel for you.

We have spent a lot of time outside this summer, and I've loved having the chance to see you explore and discover the world around you. You've swam, played on swing sets, played in sprinklers, eaten dirt, chewed sticks, kissed dogs, ran until you were literally falling over in exhaustion and fell in love with the "shoshen" so much that you call every natural body of water by that name. Things like potty-training and sentence-speaking and time-out are just on the horizon. There is no question in my mind that as you grow you will continue to burst upon the world with enthusiasm.