After I had Emmet, I started out taking photos and doing updates on him every month to and it started to feel like way too much. For the first few not a whole lot changed each time; he could push up on his arms, then roll, then crawl, ate a new food, etc. So I decided to start doing them every three months and then to every six months instead, but now it feels like he is almost a brand new kid every single month! I guess we can't always win!
As I write this, Emmet is standing at the coffee table "playing" with 8 different colors of play dough (aka getting them out and leaving them out to dry) and opening and closing the bag of bananagram tiles and exclaiming about it being open and closed. Because in the last six months he went from saying a handful of words to learning at least one new word a day, to speaking in full sentences, to singing songs, "reading" a few of his books, and cracking me up with his banter. He knows all of his colors (the way he says "yebbow" is my favorite), shapes (his favorite is a pentagon), and can count to ten. He narrates almost everything he does or witnesses and will repeat it until it is acknowledged.
He is all about music these days. He has always enjoyed it, especially movies with terrific soundtracks, like Moana, Coco, and Frozen. Now he even picks out songs that he likes as we listen to music on our Google Home. He sings along and requests his favorites, like "Rocket Man" and "I'm Still Standing" by Elton John, "I Will Wait" by Mumford and Sons, and "Don't Stop, Color on the Walls" by Foster the People. I made him a play list with all of his favorites and his face lights up and he exclaims with joy for every. single. one. He even changes the words to make up his own songs; like "Rocketman eats _____ (Mac and Cheese, Yog-uh-t, chocolate chips, ...). And he inserts names/things into the "I love you song" that I sing him. "Emmet, I love you. Emmet, Emmet, Emmet" becomes about Henry, Mama, Dada, Moose, Boogers, Mac and Cheese, etc.
He has an amazing way of playing that I find fascinating to watch. I call it "creative tinkering." He combines his toys to play with them in a whole new way and latches on to the weirdest things. Like the penguin and the monkey that he often plays with together that I think might "live" in the microwave of his play kitchen. His current favorite toys are his flashlight (or any light), his rock collection, that he transfers from their jar to any other container (or all over my bed), and his duplos, that he has started to build and label things with. The other day he turned with one of his creations and said, "It's an airplane!" and then made it fly around while making airplane sounds. I was in shock.
But I think, most of all, my current favorite thing about him is how much he loves and cares for other people. He is obsessed with Henry, brings him toys and his pacifier, tells him he is okay when he is sad, and whispers quietly when he is asleep. He chases Moose all around the house and gives him kisses (Moose isn't always a HUGE fan of it...) and pets him gently (most of the time). He gets so excited when he sees his favorite people and he talks about them all the time, like his grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins. Or babysitter Caroline, his preschool teacher Ms. Kristin, or his Lolly at the Coffee Shop. PLUS, his snuggles and kisses make my heart absolutely melt.
He still has his two and a half year old moments, because he is two and a half and it would be weird if he didn't. He is the pickiest human I have ever met when it comes to food, he throws the occasional tantrum, and screams rather than using one of his new words. But the majority of the time he is the sweetest, happiest, most loving little kid I have ever met. He is everything I could have ever hoped for in a kid.