Dear Turbo

You're two years and nine months today. Random age, I know, but you are growing and changing so fast and I don't want to forget

how amazing you are.

On Sunday, one of the awesome ladies who look after our kids at church, said I need the award for the fittest mother! They were playing a game where they call two names and those two children run across the room. You, Turbo, ran every single time whether your name was called or not. And there were a lot of kids!

You are fiercely loyal and tell us off when either one of us raise our voices at each other. You are talking in short sentences now. Sentences like, "Mummy, I don't want it" is a favourite, mostly concerning dinner, or "Mummy, come see, ober dere" (over there) is another one we hear frequently. Your Daddy often tells you he's proud of you, so often you say it back to us.

A really strange but cute word you have come up with is 'tikkamaa'.

You use that to refer to any boy racer type car. In the movie Cars, there are four boy racer cars that come and put Mack to sleep on the freeway/highway. When these cars accelerate, the noise they make is tikkamaaaaaa (hold the maaa and go upwards in pitch towards end). Don't worry if you don't get it. It's quite hard to explain. Only two year old brains really get it.

You LOVE other children and will make friends wherever you go. You often follow a group of kids around and join in their game whether they like it or not. But most times, they end up liking you anyway. I mean, what's not to like?

I can count the number of time we have a had a toilet accident on my one hand. And always number one accidents. You are amazing!

You love your younger brother but are having a hard time sharing your toys now that's he's mobile. He often ruins your games and wants what you're playing with. We're doing our best to be fair to both of you. But I can imagine Smiley must be extremely annoying sometimes.

You hate brushing your teeth and always make a fuss of it, even though we do it every single day. Your persistence is a thing to be admired.

You have very good manners for your age, and are especially good at saying thank you. It's so nice to hear your cute little "Senk you!" when I do something for you. 

Other adults say you are a joy to have around and listen well, and my heart swells with pride. We do, of course, have our days, like this morning, when you wailed all the way through the mall to the car because you didn't want to walk. You are always loud, and commit fully to everything you do, including your meltdowns.

You are, and will always be, my amazing, loving,

spirited baby little boy