Tomorrow was the only time we could really have the Woob’s second birthday party. We had the place reserved (so we didn’t have to clean the house…). The big cake is waiting at the bakery for pickup tomorrow. Invitations have been sent. And its snowing…really hard. The place we were having the party closed today due to weather and the weather wasn’t even all that bad. So I guarantee they’ll be closed tomorrow.
I know it doesn’t matter to HIM…he won’t remember it, he doesn’t know its even going to happen. Its just we wanted him to have a fun day playing with his little cousins and friends. And really celebrate the day he was born–which really does deserve “doing it up right.”
On a happier note, we went for his 2 year checkup and again, he was declared “perfect” by Dr. M. In two short years he went from 8 lbs 11 oz and 21 1/2 inches to 29 lbs 3 oz and 35 inches. He can jump with both feet off the ground. He can drink out of a straw, use a fork and spoon, and say “C’mon Nanny.” He can choose between two things when offered. He can have a conversation of sorts. He answered every one of the Dr.’s questions today accurately. He can climb, he can hit, he can play on the “pooter.” He has a memory like you wouldnt believe. He is loved by more people than I can count. He has changed my life in ways I have difficulty comprehending…in just 2 short years.