Your dad has been away on a business trip all weekend and a part from a few hours today, when I had a luxurious massage followed my lunch with a friend, it has been just you and me.
You have been an absolute joy (see Friday's post for my thoughts on that) and I have realized that if I could earn a salary for watching you, I'd be a millionaire!
I love to spy on you as you try to figure things out; like how the wheels turn on your toy train and how if you push a button, the music comes back on. You appear so deep in concentration as you move from station to station in your bedroom... from the toy box over to the book shelf, on to the basket that holds all of your stuffed animals and then to the window sills. You are very busy and always seem to be on an exploration. You are deep into cause and effect and how things work right now and it is fascinating to observe.
You make very calculated movements, as though you think your next step though before you bolt off to do it. This is such an incredible characteristic to witness take shape as you learn more about the world around you and one that you most definitely did NOT inherit from me.
You are really smart. I know, I'm your mother so I may be a bit biased, but you know to turn a book around when it is upside down and when you see a funny picture, you actually laugh.
I sat and stared at you for at least 5 minutes while you rediscovered a book that you hadn't seen in a while. You flipped slowly through it, page by page and giggled quietly to yourself at the smiling babies that you saw inside and when you were done, you started right back at the beginning. I watched you do this four times in row. It was so endearing and I didn't even know it, but tears started rolling out down my face.
Maybe I was still on a "spa high", maybe my hormones are on overdrive (will they EVER return to normal?!?) or perhaps, and I'm banking on this one, I'm simply in love with my son and everything he does.
Today was a good day, but as always, the best is yet to be.