TWO!!! 2!!!!

My baby turned 2 over the weekend.  The last baby I'll ever have.  It makes me sad.  But he's such a joy.  And he makes the room brighter just being in it.  And he's sssoooo different from his brother.  Anyways, he's 2.  A non speaking, always demanding 2 year old now.  I'll explain him through pictures.

 He loves being outside.  Even from day one.  Whether he's swinging or just sitting outside in the sun.

And he loves dirt.  Whether it's inside or outside.  He just likes to put his hands on it.

He also likes to wear silly things.   Help out around the house.  And he loves food.  He hates blankets.  But loves pillows.  And he still likes to nap in a baby carrier when we are out and about.  (Which is the few times that I'm thankful that he's on the smaller side.)

And the best part is.   I'm his mom.  And he'll always be my baby.