Lovey's Letter

Asher Copeland, you are two years old now. I don't know how it is possible, but it is true. I am going to be honest and tell you that I was really scared for another addition. Everyone told me that Izzy was the perfect baby and there is no way I could have 2, and I better look out. Well, I was anxious for nothing. You are completely perfect too. Perfect newborn, great sleeper and eater. Always happy and content and love to snuggle. Now as a toddler, you bring a new joy to the house we didn't know possible. You are hysterically funny. Your humor is hard to describe, since you don't really speak much. Your facial expressions say everything that your mouth chooses not to say. When you run, you pause and get into a superman stance, every single time. When you are asked a question, you put your fore-finger to your mouth and say, "Hmmmmmm?" and then smile really big and say yes or no. When you meet someone new, you put your hands over your eyes and wait it out until you think they are not there anymore. You seldom win. Officially winning the most loving baby award, which explains the nickname, you are constantly showering us with hugs and kisses and you love to hold hands. Very determined, but obedient. You take a time-out every time one is given and you rarely complain. Each one is ended with a "orry" and a kiss. Two years old and you are still a fantastic sleeper. Nap from 1:30-4:30 and bed at 7pm. The other night, Papa was playing trains with you and I came in to put you to bed and before I could get the "Night Night" out, you had one leg up and over the rail to climb in the crib.
When you feel like you aren't getting enough attention, you do little things to regain focus, right now, it is fake sneezing. Apparently, you are a multiple fake sneezer, as they come in three's. Max and Ruby is still your favorite show. In fact, if you hear the theme music, I am pretty sure your breathing stops for a while. Izzy is your best friend, just as I promised him. You call him BoBo, his nickname from when he was your age. He only lets you call him that now, which makes Mommy a little sad. Every night when we put you to bed, Izzy follows me in, you both kiss and hug and say "Night Night". After you are in the crib and I am trying to shut the door, Izzy always runs in one more time to stick his hands through the slats and rub your belly and say, "I love you brother, hope you have a great night sleep!"
You are still terrified of bath time, but if Izzy takes one with you, you rip your own diaper off and jump in. This week you went swimming with a life jacket and a noodle. We were so proud of you. You have made a lot of big steps this summer. You are great in the car, and at the store. Mommy can take you anywhere as long as you are fed. You sit on our lap quietly throughout the whole church service. Every week you get compliments on how well you behave! You are very kind naturally and always share everything. If Izzy asks for a toy nicely, you give it to him. If you are eating your favorite treat and someone asks for a bite, you offer the whole thing. You never hit or bite the only rough thing you do is throw your trucks. We are working on that. You love baseball and that might be the only thing that you would willingly stay up past 7 to do. The cozy coupe is your other favorite outdoor activity. You load that little car up with random items and scoot yourself around, getting in and out of the door a million times. Which brings us to the mild hoarding habit you have developed. The other night I found you holding about 10 items in your arms and as you walked you would find something new and somehow figure a way to pick it up and add it to your pile. You never did anything with these items, but holding several things makes you feel better. Your other best friend besides Izzy is sweet Bella. Just a couple of months apart in age, you love to spend your day with her and if you hear her name you light up. Going to Bella's house could be one of your favorite things. You find her room very interesting and you love her toys. You also love her big brother Elijah and you are always trying to convince them you are big enough to play with the big boys.
Our time together has flown by and I am so sad to think that my little baby is growing up so fast. I can't be sad for long, because you always have me smiling and as long as you are giving out all of those hugs and kisses, I will be ok.

I love you Asher Copeland!

Mommy.