birthday boy
Here he is, the birthday boy! My two year-old baby celebrating his big day. And it's true what Crazy MomCat says about the 2nd birthday being the best. He was quivering with anticipation over his cake and presents. He ate his cake with his big brother hovering over his shoulder (the one with the sweet tooth).
Then, it was time for opening gifts and wrangling little boys.
He got some awesome gifts from a bug vacuum (something for sucking up unwanted spiders and other insects...pure genius) to a bubble light and some cool blocks in a wagon. The final gift was from my husband and me. A shiny, red tricycle. As I wheeled it out he saw it and yelled, "BIKE!" and jumped right on. His joy was only slightly interrupted by one of the other two year-olds trying to tackle him trike-jack it.
But of course, a two year-old's birthday party would not be complete without the complementary fit induced by too much sugar and missing a nap.
I just can't believe he's two. And neither can he because he keeps telling everyone he's six.
Then, it was time for opening gifts and wrangling little boys.
He got some awesome gifts from a bug vacuum (something for sucking up unwanted spiders and other insects...pure genius) to a bubble light and some cool blocks in a wagon. The final gift was from my husband and me. A shiny, red tricycle. As I wheeled it out he saw it and yelled, "BIKE!" and jumped right on. His joy was only slightly interrupted by one of the other two year-olds trying to tackle him trike-jack it.
But of course, a two year-old's birthday party would not be complete without the complementary fit induced by too much sugar and missing a nap.
I just can't believe he's two. And neither can he because he keeps telling everyone he's six.
4 Comments:
M.U.F.F.I.N.
I can't believe he's two either. I still remember walking into your hospital room the morning after he was born, and seeing you all casual, sitting up in bed with a 5-month-old sitting next to you -- then realizing that was your new baby.
:O
Adorable, he is just so cute!
Happy Birthday to your little munchkin.
Adorable! Glad it was a good day! Oh, and the bug vacuum was a hit at our house with my son a few years ago too. They'll all love that!
There is something about a two year old...their stubborn refusal to call themselves by their actual age. My daughter calls herself four or six, depending upon whose asking. But, then again, she also refuses to be labeled as a boy or a girl--saying, "I'm a puppy!" when she's asked and requesting her plate on the floor to eat "properly". Hope you have fun this wild and beautiful year...
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