Happy Birthday Cole!!
Oh the wonderful 2 year old stage!
To my "moo" obsessed baby.
To my "want some" broken record baby.
To my guitar/music dancing baby.
To my bottom lip pouty baby.
To the momma's boy.
To my "baby" or as he sometimes prefers "toddler". You're still a baby to me.
To my wishy washy "child of...." his response: "mommy!" or at times "daddy!" depending on which parent is brainwashing you at the time.
The baby still very good at saying "no" and "milk".
To the ever growing and ever learning baby.
To the baby working on his fine motor skills.
To the baby already working on shapes and colors thanks to Blues Clues and Elmo.
To yet another future smarty pants in school who will read far beyond his level like his brother.
"Oh, it's a good thing yer cute." What yer momma always said.
To a cute baby I could watch eat an apple all day long.
To the cute baby who tends to be lots cuter once in his PJ's and later at night, especially when he's with his mommy.
Leaving the house and I bid farewell "Bye baby"
An echo comes back "Bye Baby"