I am a bit behind in posts for Grandma and Papa so I am going to try to catch up. T had his second birthday at the end of April. I decided to make the day all about him. He licked the cake batter, he got some chicks (really Trey was getting them anyway but decided it would be fun for T to get them on his birthday), we had Gaige over to play, and luckily for me we had sporadic visitors throughout the day to bring him gifts (Lucy, Jane, Grandma Ruth, and my family). I wrapped one of his presents the night before so that we could tell him throughout the day that it was for his birthday. I had to work hard to keep him away from that present because he wanted to open it so badly. While I was icing the cake, Gaige and I noticed that T was quiet, which for most two year olds means trouble, we called his name and listened for a moment only to hear paper rustling in the corner of the kitchen. He had taken the present, hidden behind the red hutch and his high chair and proceeded to open his present. At that point I could only smile to myself that my two year old was smart enough to pull that off! Everyone was very nice in their gifts to T and he ended up having a great day. By the end of the night he was too tired even to unwind with mom and dad and fell fast asleep within two minutes of lying down.
