Thursday, June 26, 2014

differently the same

In a world of black and white, there is
good and bad
day and night
light and dark
up and down
left and right
beginning and end
empty and full
stop and go
easy and hard
different and same
In a world of black and white,
things are easy.

But, we live in a world of color.
A world where lines are blurred and boundaries are broken.
A world where different is sometimes the same
and the same is sometimes different.
Baker is different.
Baker is the same.
My boy loves the beach.
This past week, we visited the gulf coast with my family.
As I watched Baker, I couldn't help but fall over and over again in love with my two year old.
watching him interact with the world
seeing things through his eyes
witnessing him adapt to new environments
Those things are the most incredible gift.
Some of Baker's behaviors are typical of most toddlers;
others are unique, special to my special boy.
Baker loves the sand.
He crunched it between his teeth, massaged it in his hair, rubbed it between his hands,
and hid his feet in its protective cover. No spot of flesh was exempt from the grainy goodness.

He gets a kick out of throwing.
balls, kisses, forks, blueberries, picture frames, remotes, tantrums
You name it, he throws it.
He is the boyest boy I know.
He splashes big, jumps high, laughs hard, and screams loud.

He loves who he knows.
And he knows who he loves.
(and his Jessie Girl is one he loves fiercely)

He eats like a teenager.
This boy is a bottomless pit.
But is oh so picky.
He is sensitive to textures and is leery of anything foreign to his main menu.

He is mischievous and oh so silly.
He is serious and sweet.
His kisses are sloppy and delectable.
He is messy and loud.
He is independent and resourceful.
He cuddles and snuggles.
He high fives and fist bumps (and pulls fingers, but that's another post for another day).
He is a peacemaker and a people pleaser.
He is a thrill seeker and a life lover.
He loves big and laughs hard.
He teaches and he learns.
He is the same and he is different.
He lives life in color.
He breaks boundaries. 
He is my Baker Boy and I couldn't be more proud to call him mine.


  1. This is awesome. I am also a picky eater, thrill seeker, boundary breaker, and I can make cake, brownies, cookies, and chocolate-dipped strawberries.

  2. I love reading your blog and wanted to tell you what a beautiful child you have.