One of the hardest things about me being away, (even while I was living "close by" in San Francisco), is missing out on every second of my brothers growing up.
They grow and change so insanely quickly, even before I left in the summer they were so different.
Shane was barely talking and yet four months went by and I could hardly believe the sentences and conversations that were coming out of this mouth.
Shane and I were able to spend a few days together, just the two of us while Ryan was at school.
Running errands, playing, going to the mall, Starbucks, walks, etc.
One of those days called for a quick stop at the beach since I miss it so much.
After a bit of sand sledding and playing he literally marched me to my (and I guess now his) favorite beach restaurant, The Fisherman's Restaurant.
It's my favorite restaurant in San Clemente.
Even if the food was bad (which it's not! obsessed with their clam chowder), I would still go there just to sit over the water and watch the waves and surfers under you.
(Ryan and I have also have had a few special beach day memories just us two that I'll remember forever)
On the day of my flight back here, he spent 30 minutes brushing and drying my already dry hair.
He was such a professional, using the round brush and everything.
(And yes I did cry maybe 15 times during this time considering how I could just not leave)
These were such special memories for me to have with him.
I know he won't remember them, but I will.
A few things about Shaney:
He almost never gets called or introduced as Shane. Always, ShaneY.
He is such a daredevil and absolutely scares the crap out of me. No fear.
He is insanely athletically coordinated. I'm putting my bet on a soccer career.
He is so sweet and such a cuddle bug.
Last summer he brought me a flower every morning from the yard. Sweetheart
He's getting big into photography. Kept grabbing my big camera off the counter to 'take pictures'.
He also took probably 50 pictures on my iphone. Very artsy ones too :)
He is so mild mannered and go with the flow (usually). I guess that's what happens when you're the youngest in a family of 7 very strong willed people.
But also is a very good negotiator, and if all else fails, has learned to scream at a pitch and volume I could probably hear in Spain.
A daddy's boy through and through.
Requests to be taken to naptime and bed. Hello child after my own heart.
Although he also, his whole life, has liked to wake up before dawn. Not cool.
He's 3 1/2 now and I'm absolutely shocked how fast the time has flown and so excited to see how he and Ryan will change and grow and the people they'll become.