Dear Rabbit,

Sometime during the last month you totally gave up napping in the afternoon; it happened suddenly – one day you were having two hour naps still, then the next day you stopped. Nothing. I couldn't even entice you to enter your bedroom.
I’m trying to put you to bed earlier (by 7pm) at night, to help you make up some sleep; for the most part we seem to be successful with that.
We are experiencing more tantrums; probably partly to do with you being more tired in the late afternoons now, but probably also just because you’re getting a bit more independent and assertive with me.

“When I don’t do something that you want me to, you cry “I want it NOW!!!!!” “NOW MUMMY!!!!!!’; which totally makes me laugh because it’s exactly what I sound like in the morning on work days when we’re in a rush and I call you into the bathroom to clean your teeth.
You have been exploring the computer – you love doing simple colouring in online, and enjoy playing “pairs” on the Bob the Builder Website.
When you get excited, you can’t think fast enough and your sentences get interspersed with “and, and, and, and…”

You love the crèche on mornings when I go to the gym – they have a Woody doll there and a Buzz Lightyear.
I love helping out with your imaginative play. The other day we had all the Bob the Builder vehicles out and were “working” in Bob’s yard. You were telling me what we were doing as we pushed the vehicles around and back and forth.
I hear you as you’re playing “Hello Thomas” “What you doing Thomas?” “You going this way Thomas”. A constant narrative as you interact with your toys, in your little-boy voice.

When we are out in the car you want to bring your Thomas the Tank Engine book with you – it has a full page picture showing a top view of a railway track – it looks like a map. You sit in your seat with it open on your lap and use it to “direct” us in which direction we should go.
You’re booked into kindergarten one morning a week next term. You will love that!
You're a caring little soul. We had a collision last week, you and I, and I ended up putting a tooth through my lip. As I exclaimed in pain, you were totally concerned with my wellbeing. "Sorry mummy!" you said worriedly, as you peered in my eyes and patted my shoulder. "You crying, mummy?" you asked.

You know heaps of songs and can recite a variety of nursery rhymes. Lots of the songs I don’t recognize and, because of your speech difficulties, I’m not able to work out the words. I catch myself trying to work out what you’re singing and have to smile when I reflect that it’s probably a foreign language – your childcare centre teaches you a lot of songs in foreign languages.
We have started seeing a new speech pathologist and I am hoping that we can make some progress with your speaking, as you’re getting more and more frustrated, not being able to be understood.

We went for another hearing test; unfortunately you had yet another cold at the time. Again, they found fluid on your ears and a slight hearing impairment. We now have a referral to an ENT specialist.
You recited half of the “We’re Going on a Bear Hunt” book to the speech pathologist this week. She was quite taken aback. And all because one of the pictures she showed you in the book was a little boy hiding behind a tree. All she expected you to say was “Tree”. Instead, she got “We’re going on a bear hunt we’re going to catch a big one what a beautiful day we’re not scared oh oh a cave a narrow gloomy cave we can’t go over it we can’t go under it oh no we’ve got to go through it tiptoe tiptoe what’s that? one shiny wet nose two big goggly eyes IT’S A BEAR!” Yes, and without one single breath or punctuation mark!

Love you gorgeous boy!