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Monday morning L.A. woke up complaining of a “boo boo in dere” as he pointed to his belly.  I’ll spare you the details, but suffice it to say he had a touch of a stomach bug and spent most of the day curled up on the couch not wanting to move.  When Tuesday morning rolled around, he seemed much better, but we decided to play it safe and kept him home while P2 went off to daycare.

The little dude and I spent the whole day together – we ran a few errands, we played cars, we read books, we snuggled, and I was reminded of what an amazing child he is.  As most moms can understand (and non moms can imagine), having two children just 16 months apart is hectic.  For much of the past 8 months, it’s been like having two babies in the house, and I honestly haven’t the slightest clue when the last time I’ve had the chance to spend so much time one on one with him.

So many times throughout the day I caught myself laughing at the silly things he said, and as we strolled through Costco hand in hand, I glanced down at him with a proud heart.  I cracked up on the inside as pushed his lunch away and told me “I don’t want dis anymore, EITHER” – two new words at the end there, that I had no clue he even knew, let alone that he could use them in (relative) context.  Despite the trials of the terrible twos, he really is an incredible kid.

Long after the boys were tucked into bed, I was sitting on the couch with C telling him about our day, and we made a pact to start spending more time with the boys one on one.  Sure, it’s easier for me to run quickly to the grocery store alone.  By doing that though,  I miss out on my little helper pushing the blue basket in front of him (though it’s meant for an adult to pull behind them) like his own little shopping cart, carefully navigating the aisles offering up a “Scu’ me!” here and there as he passes his fellow shoppers.  I would miss the look of pride on his face as he successfully rounds the corner and beams up at me saying “I turned it around, Mama!”.

So while the 24 hour bug may have been the pits, it was a blessing to remind me to slow down and enjoy this sweet little face.  It won’t be long before he’s all grown up.  Speaking of, this picture looks so much like pictures of C from his childhood, it’s almost frightening.  I’m willing to bet that my mother in law gasped when she saw this picture.  It’s UN.REAL how much they look alike.

Today is the day the segment on custom newborn photography airs on Better Connecticut.  Set your dvrs for 10am!

In honor of, here’s an oldie but goodie.