Can You Show Me Two? (The Second Time Around)

Tonight was a special night. It’s the night before my little man’s birthday. This year he will be four, and couldn’t be more excited for all that tomorrow holds. It was also special because his little sister will be two in a few weeks, and for the first time when I asked her “Can you show me two?” she did. And when I squealed in delight, her face lit up and she beamed with pride.

I went back to read the post below just because I was feeling a little sentimental, and when I saw that I wrote it exactly two years ago tonight, I knew I had to repost it…even with my sad attempt at an Elmo cake.

Happy birthday little man.

And happy almost birthday pretty girl.

Nikki, In Stitches

PS…You can see from the pic above, his little sister loves Elmo just as much as he did two years ago ♥

Can You Show Me Two?

Originally posted 11/9/09

Can You Show Me TwoSaturday was my little guy’s second birthday party, and he had the time of his life.  Not only was he spoiled rotten and given every toy on his wish list, but he loved the attention our family members poured all over him…just another check in the pro column for moving back east.

I’ve heard other moms talk about the bittersweet feelings they have on their kids’ birthdays and on Mother’s Day, and they all hit me last night…as my almost two-year old slept for the first night upstairs in his big boy bed.  I sat downstairs listening as hard as I could, so worried about him, that he would fall out or wake up scared, and remembered feeling the exact same way the first few weeks he was born…standing outside his door, checking on him constantly, carrying the baby monitor with me around the house, ready to run upstairs at the slightest hiccup.

I wanted this birthday to be special for him, since its his last one as an only child.  In a few weeks, I will be standing outside a new baby’s room, resting my hand on their chest every night when I check on them, and he won’t be the center of my universe anymore.  Tomorrow, his actual birthday, we have a very special day planned for him, and even though he’s only two, I hope he realizes how very much his daddy and I love him…and he’ll always be my baby.

Enough sappiness…I do actually have a project to show.  As is typical for most two-year olds, my little man is all about Elmo.  He has Elmo slippers, Elmo shirts, an Elmo doll that gets his diaper changed whenever we go upstairs for a diaper change and eats most meals with us…he loves Elmo.  So I attempted to make him an Elmo cake.  This was probably the part of the weekend that caused me the most anxiety.  I have never delved into cake decorating, and was feeling the pressure to produce a great cake.  (My mother and grandmother had a cake decorating business for years when I was younger, and so the bar was set very, very high.)  I did take one class years ago with a friend, but it was evident then that I did not get the cake decorating gene.  So, I was nervous.  Friday night, I put the little guy to bed, and wished I could have had a glass of wine while I made my icing.  And, after lots of experimenting and a few techniques that I’m sure would probably be frowned upon by a pro, I made my first cake.  There were definitely parts that I could have done better, but I knew I had done a good enough job when my husband came up and said I had done a great job.  (He is my hardest critic, which is one of the reasons why I love him…he is always pushing me to be my best.)

Elmo CakeElmo was a hit.  My little guy loved him.  And as we sang happy birthday, and I tried to keep my tears in check, I made a birthday wish for him…that he never changes.  That he always knows he’s one of the greatest things that has ever happened to me, and that I think he is the coolest kid ever.  For the past two years I’ve spent every day of my life with him…and have cherished every minute of it.  I’ve never once wished for anything different.  Every day is more special than the last, and makes me even more excited for tomorrow.

Happy Birthday, Sweet Pea,

Nikki, In Stitches


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12 Responses to Can You Show Me Two? (The Second Time Around)

  1. Another tear jerker! You have GOT to give a hanky warning when you post stuff like this! Love you, girl! xoxo

  2. Fab says:

    Awww!!! That is sooo sweeet!!!!! I felt pretty much the same way on my little man’s birthday (he’s 3 now). He’s still the centre of my universe and I think he knows it too!!!

  3. I am in total big huge alligator tears!!! Love you Nikki, your kids are so lucky to have you as their mama as you are to have them… But you know that & show it very well!!! I’m hugging you so tightly right now!!! This post reached out and touched my heart!!! xoxoxo

  4. Kerry says:

    Happy Birthday to your 4 year old and almost 2 year old 🙂 Time does fly & I often find myself reminiscing. Motherhood is such a blessing.

  5. Sharon Reinan says:

    Just wait until your baby turns 40 and those feelings of love get multiplied by 40 especially when they have given you grandchildren who help expand the love.

    It was my college senior granddaughter who sent me your blog and has asked me to knit her the latest “little black dress”. I may be asking a lot of questions…………

    • Nikki says:

      Oh, Sharon…I can’t imagine my little man at 40, but I love how you phrased what you said…that the loves get multiplied by 40. That makes me so happy for all the future holds!
      And PS…don’t be afraid to ask questions! I’m always here to help! Welcome to Nikki, In Stitches!

  6. Terrie says:

    Another really sweet post 🙂 Happy birthday to your little guy!!

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