It Isn't Easy Being Two

Thursday, June 16, 2011
Oliver, our dear son, you have made our lives more interesting, entertaining and I must admit stressful. You're crazy wild. You don't sit still unless you are asleep. You are as smart as a whip. You want so much to be a big kid and do all the things your sister can. You're as strong as an ox and as stubborn as a mule. You are strong-willed and wily. You are LOUD. You are a screamer and a screecher. You want it YOUR WAY. You have a wicked sense of humor. You love cars, trains, planes, dogs and cats. You love singing "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star" just as much as you love singing Jus*tin Be**iber's "Baby, Baby". You love to brush your teeth, help clean up and reading the book, Goodnight Moon. You are precious.

Still too young to get the cake and candle thing. He did smash his hand in the icing to see what it was all about but decided he didn't really want to partake in the cake.

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