Yeah, yeah, yeah…I know I haven’t posted anything since Peter’s been 9 months old. Forgive me please. Not only have we been busy raising this little boy (as evidenced by nearly 2,000 videos and photos over the last 2 years), I’ve found a few precious spare cycles to completely overhaul the I Am Phree! website. I hope you enjoy the new look and feel!
My goodness, I’m not even sure where to start. We’ve progressed from him being scared to death of snow, to building snowmen. We’ve gone from him eating a variety of food (including veggies), to only eating pancakes, pasta and pizza. We’ve gone from him being completely fearful of water, sand and grass, to swim lessons and running through the yard and beach. We’ve gone from innocent obedience, to complete defiance. There’s just so much that goes on in the life of a little boy approaching 3 years old. It has become increasingly more challenging, as he strives to become independent and discover every little grain of sand in his world and claim it as his. At times you wish for the little toddler who jumps into your arms and says “PAPA!” when you get home from work. When I walk in the door these days I get a glare, an outstretched arm holding a stuffed panda, and loud “MINE!!”, as he runs away into the kitchen. “Great to see you too, buddy”, as I chuckle inside, missing my hugs and kisses.
My wife is nothing short of an incredible mom. She has the patience of Job and is nurturing and gently instructs him how to paint, use chalk, color with crayons, put clothes in the hamper, do laundry and sweep. He loves cooking, running, jumping, music and dancing, and he has the vocabulary of a kid twice his age. He is such a joy. And like his papa, he has the personality of a little jokester, always looking to pull a little prank.
Being one of these older dads, you tend to have thoughts of “what if something happened to me?”. And because of his age, outside of videos and pictures, he would not remember me if I were to pass. So I’ve opened him up a lil’ gmail account and I send him emails for him to read when he gets older. I’ve told him how his mother and I met, as well as where I work, and how much we love him and how proud we are of him. I hope I have decades to be with my son, but you never know what the good Lord has in store. That’s why I am totally on board when God’s word says:
Today is a day that the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it. – Psalm 118:24
Nobody is guaranteed 5 minutes from now, so appreciate what you have and be thankful while you have the time. All of these things are phree by the way. Thank you Lord for this little boy.
Here’s a few pics from the last couple years so you can see what he looks like. Beautiful, just like his Umma.