It always amazes me when one of my kids reaches another birthday, somehow convincing me that we're doing something right. I'm so clueless as a parent, and boy does it make me happy to have another child, another year, reached in a healthy status. Parker isn't brilliant or advanced or anything, but he's bright and happy and funny, and he's a good eater and a great sleeper so we're thrilled!
I hate those milestone charts. They make me feel bad. For not being some kind of amazing teacher/therapist. I just do what I do, and I'm lucky to get 3 meals on the table each day (and often times I don't without a lot of help from Dave), and laundry done, and basic needs met. We used to study those milestone charts when Drew was young, because that's what first-time parents do..... and then we gave up after Drew stopped meeting so many of those things. And I never went back to them, even with another newborn to start over fresh with. And now, with the regular milestones to partially obsess about, and also having a sibling diagnosed with autism and therefore so many "warning signs" to watch out for, there are so many things that we could potentially spend all our time worrying about with Parker. But in our heart of hearts, we've never had any of the concerns that we had all along with Drew. He's been a blessing, and we never had to worry about him for anything. He's TOO easy, really. He makes me feel like I'm forgetting something important.
He has over 60 words, at least (and over 35 signs). By the age of TWO. I'm so amazed by that. But it's normal. Drew had zero words at this stage. That's my measurement of "normal." It's weird having a second child pull up the rear in such a different way. It takes everything I learned as a parent with the first child and makes me start over like I know nothing at all. (which is true actually..... in my case, the more kids I have the less I know.....)
Parker is funny, silly, high spirited, passionate, curious, as adorable as they come, and always eager to get right in the middle of whatever is going on. Never met a stranger. When we go to the child watch room at the YMCA when I go work out, whereas Drew used to have to be bodily carried in there at age 2, and left in a sobbing heap, Parker marches in there and throws the door open so hard it bangs against the wall. He pauses long enough to allow me to remove his coat before he runs off to whatever activity he's into that day.
I wish I had more time to spend one-on-one with him. He's such a neat kid. I'm always amazed at how he is, and I'm always thinking, "OH, so this is the kind of experience that other people have with their typically-developing kids. Pretty cool."
Which is NOT to say that he's not a two-year-old. THAT kind of two year old. Wink, wink. Oh yes, he's high strung and very spirited and is always TESTING me to see how much he can get away with. He's quick to throw things and sometimes hit, and he's very familiar with time out as a result.
His 2nd birthday party was a small and low-key event. But my mom was up from NC visiting us, and Dave's parents came over and we had pizza and some cake. Parker's favorite part was the BALLOONS!!
He's really into airplanes and he's always talking about AIR-PANES! and looking for them in the sky and listening to them go over. So I got him an airplane themed caked from Just Like Mom's Pastries in Weare and it was so good as usual (we've used her bakery for a couple of Drew's birthdays in the past).
When we sang "Happy Birthday" to him, he actually reached out and grabbed one of the lit candles. YIKES. We all kind of stopped singing and waited to see if he was burned or not...... but he was fine, so Game On!!!!
Looking forward to seeing what the Year of the 2s will bring us! He's so much fun and he makes us laugh.