"Sure" (A Mason focused entry)

Mason is a little man! His new thing is to respond with "sure" not "yes." This might not sound like a big deal but it is. "Sure" is kid-talk. Kid. He's growing up and in so many ways it's exciting and in others, frightening. Mason's first two years have already been a blur and now he's responding with "sure." I wish you could hear him say it- I absolutely melt when he says it.

Mason is a chocolate milk monster if there ever was one. I was such a good mommy with Hunter and didn't venture into the world of chocolate milk with him until after Mason was born. Even then it was never the norm because it made his tummy hurt. This does not hold true for Mason. When I ask Mason in the morning what he'd like to eat, he says "choco milk." When I tell him that's his drink and ask him what he'd like to eat, again "choco milk." Chocolate milk is sometimes a cure-all and it's sometimes our biggest nightmare, especially when we run out or when we realize he probably should not have a diet that is based solely on the scrumptious stuff and we try to hold our ground (hysterical laughter about that last one). I struggle with Mason and eating. He really doesn't eat anything and I know that's typical of the age, but it's disconcerting nonetheless. Eat something Mason, please!!!!!


Mason is still the best snuggler in the house. He loves to be held. He loves to be close. Tonight I just laid down on the floor and let him climb all over me. Sometimes I think that's what my boys need most- their parents on the floor willing to be jungle gyms for a good hour or so. They have so much fun and I find that my spirit is rejuvenated as a result. I know I sometimes complain about how hard things are but when it comes down to it, I know I'm incredibly blessed. My boys bring me peace and joy. They are what truly matters!