Happy birthday sweet two year old boy! Where have the last two years gone? My baby is not so much of a baby any more. I wish I could just freeze time and stop him from growing up any more. Having a two year old in the house can present many challenges each day (and when that aforementioned two year old happens to be Preston, we are talking CHALLENGES), but the fatigue I feel at the end of each day is so worth it. All he has to do is smile and my heart melts like butter. I can't even express how much joy our little Preston has brought into our lives. It is so fun to see him with his older siblings and see how much they love him. He is not lacking in the love department. There is always someone there to get whatever he is pointing at for him, (hmmm... maybe that's why he won't talk) or to chase, wrestle, or sword fight with him, amongst many squeals of delight, get his coat on for him, put toothpaste on his toothbrush... now that I think about it, it is amazing the child is so independent what with people catering to his every need all day every day. Anyway, here is to the wonderful little boy that has brought so much joy and happiness into our home. We love you Preston!
He's loving his new trike, and zooms around the house all day on that thing now, either on his own, or more frequently with an older
Sib pushing him along at breakneck speeds (which he
thoroughly enjoys by the way).
Happy birthday sweet two year old boy! Where have the last two years gone? My baby is not so much of a baby any more. I wish I could just freeze time and stop him from growing up any more. Having a two year old in the house can present many challenges each day (and when that aforementioned two year old happens to be Preston, we are talking CHALLENGES), but the fatigue I feel at the end of each day is so worth it. All he has to do is smile and my heart melts like butter. I can't even express how much joy our little Preston has brought into our lives. It is so fun to see him with his older siblings and see how much they love him. He is not lacking in the love department. There is always someone there to get whatever he is pointing at for him, (hmmm... maybe that's why he won't talk) or to chase, wrestle, or sword fight with him, amongst many squeals of delight, get his coat on for him, put toothpaste on his toothbrush... now that I think about it, it is amazing the child is so independent what with people catering to his every need all day every day. Anyway, here is to the wonderful little boy that has brought so much joy and happiness into our home. We love you Preston!
He's loving his new trike, and zooms around the house all day on that thing now, either on his own, or more frequently with an older Sib pushing him along at breakneck speeds (which he thoroughly enjoys by the way).
The sweet taste of success!
