All Things (Just Keep Getting Better)

It's another Jackson Soccer post! Each week he gets better and better. I couldn't be more pleased with his enthusiasm for his soccer class. He even wants to play with his soccey ball (yes, he calls it a soccey ball) at home. So proud of my little kicker!

Zumbalicious

Oh my deliciously sweet two year old...Jackson is delightful and exhausting and funny and trying and sweet and independent.

I love this stage.

I love how he has his own sense of humor. He makes me laugh on a regular basis. By his "tickle tickle". By making silly faces.



He is smart. He can put on his shoes by himself. He is getting the hang of making pictures. He loves to draw smiley faces. He drew them all over the garage with chalk one day.



He is full of energy and love. If he hurts someone accidentally, he says "sorry". He loves giving hugs and kisses. He is incredibly sweet.



He is quite the little dancer. He loves to do the Zumba Fit for Wii.




I am constantly amazed about his conversational skills. He can hold a conversation now. You don't always know what he is saying, but he'll talk to you. Just the other morning, breakfast wasn't going so well. We were both frustrated, and Jackson looked at me and said "Branny's. Dougie's. Now." (Brandy and Dougie are his daycare providers. I wanted so hard to laugh. It was sweet and funny. But I knew he needed to be taken seriously, so we packed up and I dropped him off at daycare.

And, yes, he is trying. He is stubbornly independent (I guess he didn't stand a chance having the parents he does). He is two. And so far I don't find them terrible. He has his moments. But don't we all?

A Song For Mama

For the first time in 8 years, I got to spend Mother's Day with MY Mother. And for the first time ever I got to celebrate Mother's Day as a Mother of two. Yes, it was a special day. And, yes, my heart sang a song of love all day long for my mother, for my children, and for all the women who were (and are) like mothers to me.

To top off the day, Samuel was dedicated at church. Basically it was me promising to raise Samuel to be a good person and my church family saying they would support me. It was very touching. Especially since the person who led the dedication was my Aunt. She went into her whole "Children Of My Heart" spiel...and then she started crying, and then my mom started crying, and when I felt the lump in my throat I had to take drastic measures...I started doing multiplication tables in my head. I held it together. Barely.



Jackson and Samuel are good shoppers (though I don't know when they had time to go out). I received a new Kindle from them. And from my sister and her family I received a new yoga mat. Also, Jackson made me a gift at Ms Brandy's house. I LOVE homemade gifts!



It was a great day. One in which I appreciated my own mother and reflected on my role as a mother. I thank Jackson and Samuel for making me a mommy. It is the best thing I have ever done and will ever do. I love you two!