My dearest Eli,
You have turned three… THREE! I cannot believe that the time has passed so quickly. You had amazing transitions this year in so many things. First, your speech rocketed away! No more one or two words for you… it’s now whole sentences! I can so often tell that your mind is trying to get the words out when you get excited as you might even stutter a bit attempting to tell me what you want/need/desire/think. At your three-year check up with the doctor, she asked me if I was concerned with your speech, noting that she wasn’t concerned at all! You’re learning new words every day. You’re dad taught you “trebuchet” and loves for you to explain to others what it is.
Speaking of your Dad Eli, he’s soooo very proud of you. You can see it most in his eyes. It’s not only a glean, but a glaring light. I see it the most when he’s tired, but does not ever get tired when it comes to you. He’s your biggest supporter and you remain lucky to have him on your side.
This year you really recognized song and dance. Sure it was there before, but you truly began to appreciate singing and so often, I hear you singing to yourself. Your Dad and I were amazed when a random song played and you began to dance. You did the most precious, artful dance… moving your hands, jumping and stepping just so. I’m glad we caught it on a recording (although I feel certain that at some point in the future, you’re going to hate that fact.)
This year wasn’t without some bumps. With your new found independence came some adjustments for our entire family. One day you’ll realize this, but parenting isn’t easy, and there is no black/white decisions. It’s a constant wheel of action/reaction/analyze/adjust. Dad and I spend so many hours talking about how we are doing as parents and making certain that we are doing the very best we can in regards to you.
Thanks Eli for providing us with so much. Dad and I so enjoy watching your grow and explore. We’re hear for you sir.
Now, on to next year and all that it brings.
With so much love and pride,
Mom