Saturday, May 11, 2013

Dearest Bubba

To my big two year old:

I can't remember what my life was like before we added 3 little Soptich's to our family. It seems like we have always had you guys with us. Rylin (Ra-Ra, according to you) is our positive thinker, our leader. Kendall (Nennol, also according to you) is our cuddler and girl looking to have a good time, you are our happy go lucky guy. How did we manage before we had these parts to our family????

You like to be acknowledged. You love to make eye contact with people and smile and wave and you don't feel satisfied until they respond to you. You are happy almost all the time. You like to keep us all on our toes.

You love tractors. When we see an empty tractor you cannot control yourself. You point and scream until some one (usually dad) turns the thing on and puts you on his lap and drives it around. It makes your whole entire day when you can ride on a tractor with Dad.

You love dogs. You call them "woo-woo's" and even though I have heard you say "Zeke" once or twice, you never ever call him that. For instance, tonight you thought he was going to steal some of your food so you told him in your firmest voice "woo-woo OUT!".

You have a new obsession with Mater's Tall Tale's and Cars. It is what you ask for from the moment you wake up until the moment you go to bed. When you are watching it, you tell everyone in proximity of the TV "ca,ca,ca" translation: "CAR CAR CAR!". You received some (okay ALOT) of Lightening McQueen paraphernalia for your birthday. Your favorite item is a shirt with the Cars characters on it. You cried last night and tried to pull it back down over your tubby belly as I tried to take it off to put pajamas on you.


You also love shoes. You can often be caught walking around the house with shoes on that don't belong to you. The best is when you are in a dirty onesie and a pair of Ry or Kendall's girly shoes (Don't tell dad!).

You love Face Timing with Dad. Right now, we are spending a few months in Utah with my mom and dad. We are lucky to be able to see Dad a lot on the computer and my phone. When we have him on my phone you take it out of my hands carry it around the house and you keep repeating "dada, dada, dada" as you show him things he can't see. You love your dad. You think he is the funniest guy around, we all do actually.

You love to give hugs and kisses. You think its funny to put your hands over your face and do a fake cry. Also you love it when I ask you if you can be my baby and you say "no" with a smile (your yes' and no's are a little mixed up right now, so you really mean yes!) and I cradle you like a teeny baby. You hold really still and stare at me while you try to not laugh. Last night after dinner you grabbed my hand and said "com'on" and walked me to the front door and we went outside while you showed me around the yard. You love to be outside. You currently call your Grandmas "bobpa" and your Grandpas "boppa". Every cup or drink is called a "ba ba", even if it is an empty adult cup. I could go on forever and ever about how adorable we think you are, but I will stop here because I think when you are 20 and reading this, you will get the point.



I want you to know that I think about your entrance into this world every day. It is such a huge part of who I am. It changed me. Two years later, I am still defining the different ways you changed my life. I want you to know that you have opened my eyes to things I know I could have never experienced otherwise. I use to be a little jealous of some experiences your dad had while he was on his mission, experiences with the Holy Ghost and the compassion of our Heavenly Father. I think that it was what he did while serving in Mexico that showed him these things. Also, I thought that I would always miss out on it a little because I never served a mission. I thought it was a part of my spiritual being that would never be completely fulfilled. I want you to know that you proved me wrong. You opened my eyes. You thinned the veil for me. I know now what it feels like to have the support and love of my Heavenly family. I felt it the entire time you were in the hospital. I want you to know that even though the veil isn't thin now like it was two years ago, I know what I need to do to feel that way again. I want you to know that I will always try to be close with Heaven like I was for those two months. I will do it for you, I will do it for your sisters and your Dad. I want you to know that you showed me what to search for and what presence I want to feel in my life. I want you to know that your father, your sisters and you keep me strong. You keep me going through these long days. You remind me it will all be worth it in the end. I love you so much Elijah and I love my little family.


Love, Mom


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