Music of my Heart

The one Halloween photo we managed

 Sometimes I feel like life is a series of songs that I am living, with the lyrics perfectly acting as the backdrop narration.  Music is and has been an important part of our life with Teddy--he even loves the songs I make up at night to sing.  (Sidenote, I always wished for a talent, like art or music but, sadly, I have not been blessed in that arena.  I just pretend and sing along anyway.)  Milestones have a way of reminding me how far Teddy has come in the past two years and having just made his 2nd year photo album and to see the growth and changes just blows my mind.  I have blinked and he is fully talking, running and drawing circles, counting and identifying shapes when he used to sort of babble, awkwardly walk and not really understand how to hold the pen at all.  This is the "Don't Blink" by Kenny Chesney section and every word of it is true.

With his cousin Jesse at Cox Farms

Then you watch him learn to interact with others, which is sort of challenging but he has gone from playing beside another child to forcing them to play tennis with him, so I feel it is sort of a work in progress.  The Terrible Two's are an understatement and Teddy likes to exceed expectations.  I was really worried to take him to Sunday School but his Aunt Beth, the teacher, assures me that he is good in her class (and leads me to ask why is he so bad when I am around?).  We have had a few incidents at school, but none as bad as the day we had to fill out the incident report.  Yes, Teddy got mad that another child would not share a toy with him, grabbed the toy and hit the poor child with the toy and scratched his face.  (This is all being typed as I cringe and apologize profusely to that child's parents.)  But ask Teddy, and he just wanted that toy.  (I was away in Boston for work when this happened and I told a few people about it.  Every single guy I told was so proud of Teddy and every single female was horrified for me. Mars/Venus for sure.)  I think this is the "I'm Sorry, So Sorry" by Brenda Lee song because I say that everywhere, literally, in restaurants, at the mall, at school, almost any where we go, I am apologizing for the wake we leave behind. Apparently for Teddy its more "Eye of the Tiger"

This is his Halloween costume. Seriously.

Then there is getting dressed, which is a huge battle, especially now with potty training (which is a true battle, no one tells you these things up front).  Teddy does not like wearing certain shirts, pants or shoes for no apparent reason on a particular day.  Halloween was one of those days.  He decided that he wanted to be a dinosaur but did not want to wear the costume.  So we went trick or treating to a few houses and he was literally doing the dinosaur yell to them in plain street clothes--they were confused.  But now, he LOVES the dinosaur booties I bought to match the costume.  "No Shirt, No Shoes, No Problem" again by Kenny; he apparently really gets the essence of Teddy.

But like the title, there is nothing like hearing Teddy tell me he loves me and that he wants another song. I suppose, as cheesy as it is, that is the "Music of my Heart," thank you N'Sync.  Sometimes there are just days I want to "Scream" like Janet "Miss Nasty" Jackson, but most days I just "Run to You" like Whitney did in the Bodyguard to pick you up at school (in fact, Adrian and I generally have a shoving match to see who can get down the stairs to him faster when we come home together from work).  Two songs that say it all are "God Gave me You" by Blake Shelton my dear Teddy and "Just the Way you Are" ala Billy Joel, and for that, I am eternally thankful and grateful.