My Last Few Days with a One-Year Old

So, the day is coming, whether I allow it or not. Our sweet boy will be two on Thursday. And, I must say that I'm REALLY struggling with this more than I thought. Here are a few reasons:

-He now laughs like a kid, and not like a baby.
-He even cries like a kid, and not like a baby.
-When I drop him off at school, he no longer cries for me.
-When I pick him up from school, he no longer RUNS IN TO MY ARMS. It's more like, "Hey Mom. What's up? Here's the drumset I banged on all day."
-His feet stink...I'm dreading puberty.
-While this one is my favorite, it also makes me realize his age...he converses with me.
-He'll tell me "okay" when I ask him to get his shoes, drink his milk, or bring mommy a diaper (not that he always follows through).
-He wants to be outside more than anything, but MUST have a ball to take out there.
-He thinks the T.V. is his (this is hard for me because it's MINE).
-He knows all of his family members' names, even the dogs'.
-My biggest fear is when he'll stop snuggling with me. But, do not fret, we're still snuggling and loving on each other. I hope that never goes away. I pray for the second child to be a snuggler. Helps complete my days.

So, all in all, I would say that Ryan is your average two year old kid. Yes, I can deal with it, and I will. I love you, sweet boy! I hope you always find joy in the small things (i.e. a balled up gum wrapper that was totally a tiny ball to you), and never be afraid to hug and kiss your mama in public!