Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Forward motion

There is evidence of the passing of time everywhere around me: we just celebrated the beginning of a new year; the old, lame administration is gone and a new, hopefully better one, has taken office; Tristan is moving all over the place, goodbye to sitting still; and Tyler is now a full-fledged legitimate little kid, no more toddlerdom for him. Now I'm all for looking forward to the future, but I'm having a bit of a hard time saying goodbye to the past. 2008 is going to go down in my book as one of my all-time favorite years that will be pretty darn impossible to top.

For starters, Tristan was born and he is a healthy, smiley, snuggly baby, who is already growing up too darned fast for my liking. At 9 1/2 months he already looks like a one-year-old and most people gasp when I tell them how old he really is. "He's big! Really big!" is their typical reaction. Yes, he jumped out of newborn clothes and into 2T's almost instantly. I love all the development that happens in this first year, but I can't stand that it happens so fast and with so much other chaos going on. Where is my chance to savor it all? Tonight he stood by the bathrub BY HIMSELF for six seconds before grasping the tub. Walking is right around the corner, then talking, then he's off to college. I can't stand this.

2008 was a banner year for Tyler as well. His language skills exploded at the beginning of the year and with those new communication skills came a host of questions and comments that I will treasure forever. Just a few days ago I was working in the office when he ran in to get me and said, "Hey lazy bones! Come dance with me!" Who can resist that? Of course, the oddball sentences are still in full force such as, "I'm your email helper. Break a leg!" Just this past week I've noticed that he's no longer scared of going down the slide and is climbing up practically everything. He's out of his crib and into a super-cool fire engine toddler bed. He's becoming much more independent and I expect him to be requesting the car to hang out with his friends next week. Why does this all happen so fast? Three years is not long enough! (On the flip side, he is still in diapers and prefers the baby swings, so he's not moving out of the house yet).


While posting these little movie clips, I just looked at a few from the past years and they make me so nostalgic already. I am going to be an absolute mess when these little people go to college. John had better load up the house on wine and line up some good vacations so I'm not begging to adopt another baby when we're 60.

Here are a few videos that I will treasure forever. The first is Tristan in his walker, running around the house with his bath flutes that he just loves. The second shows him learning to crawl. The third show Tristan and Tyler dancing and playing together with Tyler's Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. And the last is from the inauguration, which was freezing, poorly organized, exciting and inspirational all at once.


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