Mr. Smiley is 2
Two?! It called for a big breakfast. Can you guess how many whole wheat pancakes?
Really? (He slept until 10:30 that morning.)
Was it that long ago?
I have waited for two years to capture this smile of his. It always alludes Willow, the camera.
Amazon failed to deliver his gift on time. Thankfully, I did have a backup plan.
20 minutes later he finally pulls the gift out of the bag.
And if you live in our family . . . well, you know Starbucks by the time you are one week old. So why wouldn’t you have Mama and Papa bring Starbucks for your birthday . . . and (get this) a remote controlled train made for a 2 year old!
And his brothers got a big kick out of the fact that Mr. Smiley didn’t realize what made the train work.
Then the day was filled with playing and napping.
Whole wheat lasagna for dinner . . . (yes, that is our toaster oven.)
and carrot cake for dinner – does anyone know of “somewhat good-for-you” sprinkles?
Happy Birthday (yesterday), my dear little boy. I can’t believe you are really two! You are so much fun . . . your laugh, your smile, your waddle, and your horseback riding. I love how you walk around with a pretend doctor’s bag on your head, how you insist on reading The Wheels on the Bus, and when you call out for “Oosie,” instead of Mussie. Your constant chatter and even when you pull ALL of the wood puzzles out and dump the on the the floor is quite endearing.
Thank you God, for the blessing he has been and the comedy he brings to our family.