

It's hard to beileve that my baby is two years old already! I honestly don't know where the time goes. Rest assured he is already giving the "terrible twos" new meaning, more like "never a second without a mess twos". On certain days he has a partner in crime with cousin Alexa. It is a good thing they are so darn cute, I can never stay mad for to long. In the last week they have: pulled every wipe out of a box of 80 one by one, ran out more than one roll of toilet paper on the floor, dumped out a container of popcorn on a freshly vacuumed rug, dumped a bag of marshmallows & chocolate chips all over the kitchen, put 2 handfulls of crayons into a pitcher of orange juice that I had just made, picked almost all of my barely surviving petunias, disassembled a box of tampons, and Ryder played with the toilet brush when ever he got a chance (he knows I really hate this one, so that makes it that much more appealing). I promise I really do watch them, they are just so darn quick. They have also figured out that while I clean one of them up, the other can be making another mess! I don't know what I would do with myself if my "doodle" wasn't around to make life interesting. I wouldn't have it any other way. Even with everything he puts me through, I feel so blessed to have such a healthy happy boy running everywhere. I know one day I'll miss this. Just not today. =)