My stud Jaspey boo is nearing five years. This is
just insane. How the hell did we get here so quickly? Being in the school
routine now has accelerated the speed in which whole months pass by so freely.
I just cant believe we have had fifty seven passed on the calenders hung. I
remember everything, little details & all the consuming emotions from
newborn to now. Photos prompt these memories, lil ways he says stuff in his old
toddler like voice, memories drift in from old songs playing that we have
danced to. I could while away an evening looking through my old picture albums
on the laptop. Triggering palpitations with every scene displayed in the
photographs. He is so vibrant & energised in every shot, even the silly blurred
ones have such soul beaming from them. I am a picture hoarder, I snap away most
days at any sight that inspires me. This week it was his ever multiplying
freckles & moles sprinkling his nose & chubby cheeks. He has such an
infectious way, his character is sunshine & light in every mood. His happiness is just incredible & he is so amazingly caring
& open with his love. He confidently tells me over & over how much he loves
me, how handsome I am & asks me how my day was after I ask after his. He
has recently learnt what 'ditto' means so is often asking me to tell him that
thing...that thing being "I love you" just so he can shout ditto!! He
kisses my hand holding his on the way to & from school, he positively glows
when he is greeted by me from his nights sleep & at the door at home time
from school. Those dimples deepen further for daddy & Ducky when they come
home.
He is massively 'addicted' to his & Duckys
newest Lego Superheroes game on the Xbox. He cant do alot from what I gather
but he loves getting enough coins to win new heroes. Playing alongside Daddy
& sissy for a short while is such an excitement of his. I see his
overwhelming enthusiasm for this game & at first felt a threat but he is
still so attached to his toys, his teddys & messy play, he isnt on it for
hours a day so I will forgive this obsession for it makes him so darn happy. He
still loves cars & bikes & has quite the collection of ride on vehicles
now thanks to his Uncle Mike & Grampy. He is so in love with all the super
heroes of Marvel, learning new characters & his favourite at the moment is Juggernaut.
He also is interested in Heman & Shera. He loves to scoot to school & take his remote control car the the beach. He loves playtime. Still loves messy play* His o.o.t.d is always his skeleton
tracksuit that is just perfection on this kid. And this weeks newest addition,
his poundland fakey crocs, with socks. Worn as soon as he gets in from school
as they assist his play & make him stronger apparently! This past Saturday
morning (which is what prompted this update strangely), Jasper was snoozing in
bed with me, reading his book & tiggling me to get up. He has the softest
warm skin in the mornings & sleeps pyjama-less so hugs & tushy bites
detour my get up & go. But anyhow, he jumps up, fist pumps the air &
then in a superman flying pose heads for the bathroom declaring "Mama, im going for a poo!" With just such gusto energy & oomph. Even just going to the bathroom is a
moment for this bubb, a good moment, a fun silly laughable while in his little
life. I just bloody love that energy, that positivity. This hilarious
remarkable dude who I am so blessed to be Mama to. Who has no idea how relevant he is to my heart ticking over. Or maybe he does but hes so casual about it if so :)
My words are just not supporting what I am trying to explain, Im not a poet & my hearts emotions just aren’t definable in my poor grammar. I however saw this quote by Nicole Johnson that moved me so, conveys a little as to how hugely blessed I feel to of been given ownership on parenting this sweet adventureheart. It's not always clear we take the right paths, sometimes it feels like we have invested so much & lost ourselves. But so long as I am loving this one so right, he could be my cathedral. My studley boy, Jasper Casey. 143*
My words are just not supporting what I am trying to explain, Im not a poet & my hearts emotions just aren’t definable in my poor grammar. I however saw this quote by Nicole Johnson that moved me so, conveys a little as to how hugely blessed I feel to of been given ownership on parenting this sweet adventureheart. It's not always clear we take the right paths, sometimes it feels like we have invested so much & lost ourselves. But so long as I am loving this one so right, he could be my cathedral. My studley boy, Jasper Casey. 143*
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