Jaxon is two!

I can’t believe it’s only been two years?! Literally feels like a good four and a half. I feel like an active 31-38 year old on a good day.

Fun fact about his name, Jaxon Jeter. We named him after Jax Teller from Sons of Anarchy and Jeter after the infamous baseball player Derek Jeter. 

I suppose that explains some things. 

Jaxon has always been a spitfire. Since the womb, he knows what he wants, when he wants it and how he wants it. And booooy does his temper flare when we doesn’t get it. I remember I would push on my stomach and he would push back. I thought it was just a coincidence but we did it all the time. Lol like a game. Maybe. He would also kick me and stop as soon as I rolled over. But that wasn’t as fun.

He’s a wild little guy, too. Adventurous to the max. Dare devil. Standing on his train to reach the microwave. Standing in his stroller to grab shit. Seizing every opportunity to roam when he’s not strapped down. I understand child leashes now. I wouldn’t ever use it but for someone with low patience, low energy and low stamina, it’d be helpful. But I love that he’s curious and adventurous. Bella and Devon are not so I’m used to being in the house, sticking to a routine, knowing what to expect all the time. With Jax, we want to get out the house. We want to show him new things because he gets bored. With Jax, I’m always on my toes. Always on the move. Always looking out for hazards. He’s made me more aware and somewhat more present. I cannot have my phone out with him when we’re in public. Ever.((So please don’t call if we’re meeting up. I’ll be where I say we are. If I’m not, I’m running late or I’m lost and I’m depending on you to be there.)) I’ve learned that I can’t say, “Please, sit down.” I need to tell him exactly what I’d like him to do. Example: go get your monster truck book/train/blocks/whateverissafe and show us how to use it. He likes the attention and he has the opportunity to be active but in a controlled manner.

Speaking of, he’s insanely playful. He thinks everything is a game. He has a smirk for every occasion and an escape plan for every room. He thinks he’s being chased even after he drops whatever was off limits. He giggles the whole time. 

He loves cars. He brings them EVERYWHERE. They’re on the window sill. The car seat. The laundry room. I went to cuddle with a blanket and six cars were wrapped inside lmao lucky me

And he’s sofa king* sweet and intelligent! He makes connections that stun me all the time. He’ll run up to to the door when he hears it unlock and attack us. It’s insanely adorable. He tried to use a coupon to insert in the card reader. He spilled his drink one day and ran to grab a towel. When he sees trash, he throws it away. He calls me out when I’m wearing socks that belong to “Dadeee”. One day Bella was upset and crying and Jax started to cry. I explained that she was sad. (even though she was the one who didn’t clean up her desk and that’s why she lost weekend iPad time but w/e.) I suggested that he hug her. And he ran to her sooooo fast! It was easily top five cutest things he has done. Other top five was when he fed my niece her bottle. I died.

Also, I’m calling it now, he will be an engineer or a chemist. Or be interested in it. Jax loves to inspect and observe. He loves to watch how things work. We were at the docs office (bc when aren’t we?) and we were by the water fountains and he went to the side and realized he could press the button over there, too. Then the filter came on and he didn’t even flinch. He just inspected it.

And he’ll be an athlete because I will move to Wyoming and sell spray painted shirts before he doesn’t exert his energy and abnormal strength in a controlled way (suggestions would be A1). 

So cheers (coffee, not booze) to my adventure seeker and pencil smuggler, I love you.

Please don’t stop keeping me on my toes but 

plz 

tone it down 

just a tad. 

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