Becoming Tatum

Dear Tatum,

Our summer has been so busy. It seems as if we are constantly on the run and we have several more busy weeks ahead. You don't seem to mind; in fact you really enjoy being out and about. It is so amazing to witness your reaction to so many new experiences. I have to stop every once in a while to wonder what it must be like for you – everyday you encounter something that might be completely new to you. You are now at an age where things are beginning to excite or scare you and your curiosity has also increased. You want to touch, eat and throw everything you come in contact with. It is all so incredible to watch.

On Sunday, we drove out to Uncle Scott and Aunt Sara's house to celebrate Uncle Scott's Birthday. Of course, you were instantly fascinated with their kitten, Maya. You love to pet animals and Maya was no exception. The two of you played together and even shared some toys. Shortly after Grandpa Dale swayed you to sleep for your afternoon nap. I believe this is one of his favorite things to do. You drifted of to sleep on his chest at which point he to closed his eyes and took a nap with you. It was very sweet. We had a fun visit.

Yesterday we went back to help cousin Kelli finish up decorating her classroom. We took a picture of you sitting at one of the desks. You looked so-so cute. GG held you for a bit while Mommy was helping out and discovered that you are afraid of "Winnie the Pooh." Kelli placed a ceramic statue of Winnie the Pooh in her classroom and if you were brought anywhere near it you would turn the opposite direction and tightly grab whoever was holding you.

In the last 24 hours I have also discovered that you are also afraid of standing near the garage door as it opens, the sizzling sound of veggies on the stove and the men that landscaper our yard. Once again you would turn towards me and grab my arm and chest with your little pinchers. For such a little person you sure have a strong grip.

You have also become obsessed with your diaper bag. While Mommy makes breakfast in the morning you are usually cruising the kitchen in your walker. I leave your Hello Kitty diaper bag on the seat of the chair at the breakfast bar. When I caught you pulling on the strap I moved it elsewhere. You followed and began reaching for it again. I gave in to see what you would do if I gave it to you. I was surprised when you tried walking around the kitchen with it. The weight and size of it prevented you from getting to far so I wedged the bag in the side of the walker, tossed the strap on your shoulder and you were off. At that moment it hit me... you were acting like Mommy and Daddy. The expression on your face is a look of confidence, you knew exactly what you were doing.

I have to admit, after seeing how your experiences are beginning to shape your personality, I am a bit nervous. Daddy and I want to be sure that we provide healthy examples and a supportive home for you. Raising you is the single most important thing Daddy and I will ever do.

I love you.

Love,
Mommy

Today's book: Rainbow Fish