Last weekend we went to the zoo. Elliot loved it--as did Mama and Dada. What an amazing thing it is to connect with animals.It's hard to believe Elliot will be 2 in February. Also, in some ways it's easy to believe--seems I can barely remember life without him in it.
Today I said to James, "it makes me sad that one day there won't be a tiny person running in the house."
A tiny person has a way of running, with urgency and joy and a bobbing up and down.
Elliot has been saying many new words. I will list a few of them so that when I'm older I'll have them here as I know I'll forget.
-Ribbit
-stinky
-sticker
-arm
-"Snook" (a sloth from a tv show)
-down
-up (with the "p"sound)
there are more--but these are the most recent. Hearing his little voice form these words is adorable. It really melts my heart.
I suspect this Christmas will be the last one that Elliot doesn't have an understanding of. He hasyet to covet gifts as he will as he gets older. For now, gift wrap and bows are still going to go a long way. He is still the best gift I have ever gotten. James and I gave thanks this Thanksgiving, for the most beautiful boy we could ever have imagined.
