Happy Birthday, little man!

Today my little man turns two. These two years went by even faster than Emma's first two years. I can hardly believe it. He has made progress in leaps and bounds in the past month. He's graduated from one word responses to simple sentences. For instance, tonight after he was finished with dinner he said, "I don't want it, Mama," as he pushed his plate towards me. "Chocate cupcake, peez!" He's no dummy. I've raised him well. He smiled while we sand "Happy Birthday" and blew out the candle all by himself. (Yes, I do have pictures but sadly, I have been sick as a dog the past two days. I stayed home from work today so uploading the pictures will have to wait.) I was taking pictures and he said, "Cheese!" and then immediately demanded, "I see it!" to look at the picture I had just taken. He's getting taller: we finally graduated from the size 4 diapers he's been in since he was 15 months old, to size 5 just last week. He is already identifying people in pictures - Aunt Lindsay is "Zee" and Aunt Leanne is "Eeann". Aunt Tara, of course, is just "Ara". Matt and Jay don't count because their names are easy to begin with. He loves his sister and is already pumped about watching "ockee" (hockey) with his Daddy. He likes to "pat pat" the kitties and gives every living thing in our house a kiss goodnight. I am so blessed to have had Jackson as my miracle baby after Izzie. Two years have been a blast - I can't wait for the next 2 and all the years after that. Mama loves you Jack-Jack.