my baby turned 2! And I didn't blog about it.
Seriously, what is wrong with me.
I am starting to think that this new job - which is of course not at all new anymore - isn't going to permit me to keep this thing going. But until I throw in the towel, I am going to try.
So my baby is two. I didn't even have the party... my sister hosted it. My sister also did the cake. It was a dump truck theme. It was adorable. I have pictures, but I am too dang lazy to go hunting for them right now. Wow, what a rock star mommy I am.
Oh and I haven't even come close to getting him 2 year pictures. At least his daddy finally got his hair cut this past weekend so he doesn't look like a floppy mop.
So what did I do... I thought a lot about his labor and how beautiful it was. We went to Chuck E. Cheese on his actual birthday and I yelled at a kid who pushed R down a flight of stairs, but other than that... I didn't do much.
Luckily spring is on the horizon and I am going to have the kids alone most Saturdays. I am looking forward to hanging out with my boys.
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So how does it feel to have a two year old and a three year old? Are you ready for another one or is two really enough?
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