H turned TWO last week. As with many contradictions of parenting, it feels like the time has gone so quickly in some aspects and yet, it's hard to remember life without H. His grandparents came down to celebrate his birthday (and Grandma's). We had fun opening presents. H is still a bit clueless about presents but he enjoyed of the attention immensely.
H received many wonderful trucks for his birthday. "Beep Beep" he reports and alternately, "Uck! Uck!" Better than how his dad used to pronounce truck; apparently, according to Grandma and Grandpa, he would crow out, "Fuck" at each passing vehicle that resembled a beloved truck. Ah, classic.
