"I Tried"

I really need to just tape record my child 24/7; Hayden says the best stuff and I know I'll forget it all!

Today, 5/4/11, I picked him up from school. In the car I asked him if he had been good for his teacher, Mrs. Kristen. His straightforward response? "I tried." Guess I can't ask for much more!

I'm wracking my brain to think of other things he says. He likes to "fly," sing his ABC's, count to 10 in Spanish with me, and play outside. Maybe one day we can build him a treehouse and he can spend summer nights in it or something. Apparently, I'm the only one who can ever fix anything. Daddy is cool to play with; Mommy fixes everything---large or small, boo boo or toy or whatever. I love that when he gets excited about something (usually food/special treat), he jumps up and down and yells, "Yea! Yea! Yea!" I adore that he tells David, "Love you, man," every morning and before bed. He's fascinated with brushing his teeth. He loves to have his shoes on. He's best friends with Wyatt from school.

Hayden is one really cool kid, and I can't wait to spend summer with him. Even as much as he embarrases me and Dave, he's a dream for pretty much everyone else (aren't all kids?!). The owners of his school said they were talking about him the other day and about what a cool personality he's really going to have as he gets older. Oh, yeah, he must tell everyone bye as we leave--even strangers. And boy, does he know how to work those dimples and expressive eyes!

The last thing? He's 2---and he's very good at it! And while I'm tired of having my toes stepped on, getting headbutted, and being defied, he has a million more perfect qualities I have to focus on. I hope and pray that David and I are doing the best job we can with him.