CJ is now 22 months old. I can’t believe we are a mere 2 months away from his second birthday! I guess I should start planning some sort of party. His first birthday party was just such a hassle since it was in Alabama, that I really don’t want to go to any great lengths for this party. My firm is having its summer party at Turner Field the day after CJ’s birthday, so maybe we will just spend a relaxing birthday weekend at home and then do a family thing the weekend before or after or something like that. I think that sounds like a good plan.
CJ is such an amazing child. He is really starting to scare me with how smart he is. This morning when I told him goodbye as I left for work, he said, “Bye Mommy! Have a good day! I love you!” It absolutely melted me. I am loving this little person he is becoming. He speaks in full sentences, can communicate to us exactly what he wants or doesn’t want, is learning so much on a daily basis. He constantly surprises us by reciting a new nursery rhyme, or “reading” a book cover to cover, or counting things he sees in groups. We are so lucky to have found a place like Primrose that focuses on early childhood education and not just babysitting while parents work. I know for a fact that he would not be getting this quality of mental stimulation and growth if I were at home with him, because if I stayed home I would still have a household to take care of and could not devote my entire day to educating him like the teachers at Primrose. Yes, it sucks leaving him every morning, but I know he is getting the highest quality care and education and that it is helping to prepare him for the future. I would not have my children anywhere else but Primrose.
In other not so fun news, CJ was bitten at school yesterday. It seems that he and one of his friends both wanted the same book, and when his friend didn’t get to the book first he bit my sweet baby. Now, by policy, the school will not disclose which child bit him, but all I had to do was ask him and he told me. He had a red bite mark on his arm, but otherwise was unhurt. It happens. Kids bite. I’m sure at some point in the future CJ will be the biter and not the bitee. I hope that doesn’t happen, but odds are it will. Let’s just hope he doesn’t try to use his baby brother or sister as a chew toy.