Thanksgiving was immediately followed by our sweet boy's second birthday. Yes, he's two. I can't stand it and I still treat him like the baby that he is. He still sort of talks like one although he's trying so hard each day to say words. Many of them sound the same but he is trying and the immediate family can translate so that counts for something. He's the sweetest boy on the planet I am sure. He loves him "mama" and adores his "dada." He is becoming well versed on who has a "pee pee" and who doesn't. We go over each person's genitalia each time he gets his diaper changed. I use the correct anatomical name for each part and he asks if Meg has one and so on down the line of all the members of our family. He is very happy to be hanging around the house but also enjoys going in the "ca." He really loves looking at "cuckcucks" (trucks) and choo choos. He could stand around doing that all day. He also LOVES playing hide and seek and will sit still and unusually quiet for long periods of time waiting to be found. Once he's found, he says, "mo, mo." His biggest sister is like his other mommy and Meg loves him dearly but also drives him bananas. Go figure. We are so thankful that God gave him to us and can't imagine not having his around to keep us on our toes.
I know this post is really late and Christmas has already occurred. I will work on that next. Enjoy this for now!