It was beautiful to have them here for this celebration.
They gave him a little wheelbarrow.
We sang to him and had a happy breakfast before we left for summer camp. 
He is my little boy. Right now he will go by everything and call himself anything from little boy, to big boy to strong man. It just depends what he is doing and what he wants.
He has never been this cuddly as he is lately. In the morning he climbs into our bed and lies right next to me, hugging me, massaging my shoulders with his tiny hands. He still likes to be on my arm and getting carried down the stairs. He is my little helper in the kitchen. His imagination is only limited by the sky. He makes up stories, pretends, and plays with words.
Did I mention he sings all day? Yes, he does, from spiritual chants, to german children's songs, to popular American tunes. Even in the grocery store he sings out loud.
I love him so and even though I kind of want to give him everything, he is also the one that needs a little clear guidance. Oh, a firm "no", can be so good for him.
sophia picked that for him. she knows that he likes.
When I was young imaging having children one day, I never thought about treating them so differently. Now as a mom of two, I don't know how I could have ever left that part out. There are of course basic foundations and our principles of what every child should receive, but how we go about it is so different from each other. That to me is the magic about raising children. Discovering who each of them are and giving them what each of them needs. I say this here because it is true, but also to reaffirm this for me. Sometimes I can get impatient, sometimes I just want to get things done. Well, not the best way to go about life! But I breathe deeply now and will let it sink into myself more deeply to be able to do and be the way I truly know I can be and want to be.
Dear Mateo, Thank you for making me a mama for a second time. I love you happy boy!
Love,
Mama
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