Frankie's 2

Frankie, You are two years old.

This year has been the Springtime of parenthood: The days get longer and the change is nearly constant. Many of those changes are embodied in our tiny, daily interactions. That I have to move your now long hair out of the way to snap your bib, that I can finally see your neck between your chest and head, or that I have to fight against your strong legs to put on your pants.

You like to make your own decisions now, and we’re wise to heed your preferences. In your first year, it was you who was simply along for the ride; increasingly it is us who are being pushed and pulled by your plans. Sometimes literally. You have been slow to speak and as an alternative, you like to move our bodies and hands to where and what you want done. You will drag my hand to your water bottle or get behind me and push my legs to the pantry for a snack. You have always been a quiet observer of your world and it is clear you are eager to use that knowledge to shape it to your will. I hope that never changes.

We moved to Brooklyn this Summer, and I was so proud of how we adapted to our new environment as a family. Everything got harder but your confidence grew alongside ours and now when the three of us get on the bus we work together to get to our seats and settled. You like to look out the window as we drive through the city, and you like it best when we look with you.  You are always happiest when we are having an adventure together. I really hope that never changes.

Even with all your growth, and even with your now unmistakable personality, it is clear you are still becoming whoever Frankie will be. On the playground sometimes you are daring and other times you are cautious. Some days in your classes you are independent and others you like to have a friend. Sometimes you need Dad and other times we say, “Only Mom will do!”

I took a video of you at the Fort Greene Farmer’s Market dancing to Hopalong Andrew. It was just you and I, and I let you wander up closer to the music. I hadn’t noticed at the time, but you needed me. When I looked at the video, I saw you looking around for me, trying to find me in the crowd. It reminded me of something else to make sure you always know: That me and your mother will always be there. No matter how far away you are, no matter how silly or serious your trouble, if you need us we will be there.

Love,

Dad