You started singing on your own. A couple days ago I took you to the park. You were swinging on your swing, I was swinging on my swing with Marlowe who absolutely adores you. And you started singing. You started singing Marlowe's song, the one I have been singing to her since she was born. You were swinging and you were singing.
"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy, when skies are great (yes great, not grey)
You'll never know, deaaaar
How much I looove you
Please don't take ,
my sunshine away"
You've heard me sing this so many times to Marlowe that sometimes you start singing to her as soon as she starts showing signs of imminent cries. Tonight as the three of us were laying in the bed, waiting for sleep to take-over your exhausted bodies, you started singing again, just this. And I was able to record you in the darkness. This voice-memo is priceless to me. I was so secretly excited to catch all of your sweetness.
Your voice and the love you have for your sister. This is what I would bottle for eternity right now.
You haven't stopped to amaze me ever since your papa left, three weeks ago. You seem to be growing extra fast. You understand that I am sometimes very exhausted. You keep forgiving my imperfections and I keep telling you how much I love you. You are so sweet, so innocent and so full of love that I sometimes catch tears on my cheeks when I look at you.
Last night, after a bit of a tantrum, you told me that when you are a grown up, you will get me presents and cook food for me. Then you said that when I will be three years old, you will take good care of me, the way I take care of you now.
You are a gentle soul. I can trust you. You come straight to me whenever you do something you know you are not supposed to do and you say "but that's okay". You don't try to hide anything. yet.
Your voice is also the one that cries "Papa" in the middle of the night. This voice breaks my heart and I am thankful for the gigantic bed we all sleep in because I can reach for you right away and hold you tight in my arms until you fall back to sleep.
You are not so shy anymore. Even though you don't warm up to people easily, you start to socialize with random kids and adults wherever we go. You pick your peeps. And I want to respect the fact that you don't feel cosy with just anyone. You don't like to be touched too much and I do my best to give you your space. Adults love to touch little ones : a hug, a kiss, a pat in the back...I try to rescue you by saying "how about just a high five!" so you can walk away not feeling guilty. Some friends have learnt to cherish your hugs when you decide to give one and I know these people are special.
You are growing fast my boy and you don't cease to amaze me. We have a deep understanding of each other and I love you more everyday for everything that you are becoming.
Sing on, baby boy.