Atticus Cole is Two Years Old!

It’s the early morning hours on January 19th. It was about this time two years ago that Atticus decided to begin making his way into the world. As I look over at the baby sleeping on top of next to me, I realize he’s not a baby anymore.

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But I don’t care. He’ll always be my baby. Even Cyan says she doesn’t want Atticus to grow up.

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He is a sweet boy giving kisses and saying “hold you?” when he wants to be picked up, which is often. He is funny, and wild, and though he tries our patience, his disarming smile quickly melts even the hardest heart.

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He copies his sister whom he sometimes calls Cyanna. And loves any food that is bad (or good) for him. Definitely a grazer. Pickles, cheese, pistachios, oranges, candy, chips, waffles, cereal, macaroni, soup. He demands it all.

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He likes to dance and sing. Five Little Pumpkins Sitting on a Gate is his favorite song. Along with ABCs. He skips and climbs things. He loves empty boxes and playing with random things. He’ll walk around carrying something for hours. Like batteries, makeup, toy trains, old cell phones. He won’t let go and he’ll get mad if you try to take it away.

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He’s very independent and likes to understand how things work. He brushes his teeth and takes his gummy vitamins when sister takes her pills. We used to give him peanuts. He thought that was his pill.

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