Making an honest Man out of him

Facts are facts.

My son is big...huge...ginormous.

For the past 6 months I've claimed that he's 2. It's easier that way. Easier than saying he's 1 and getting the raised eyebrows, easier than explaining that his father is 6'3, he's a 96% kinda boy, or he was an infant for a mere for 6 weeks, etc.

Just easier to lie.

You Lied?!?!?

Yes Son, we lied. But the good news is those 2 candles mean that you are now an honest Man. Officially 2! Sure, a few have asked if you were turning 3 already, but being 2 puts you in the toddler division, which includes 3, so you're covered. An honest man. But I will show a birth certificate if they try and kick you out of nursery early.

With our nontraditional boy, we celebrate with on unorthodox birthday. Blueberry coffee cake for breakfast...hence the pj's. If an odd orange glow results from consuming too many carrots, this boy will soon sport at purplish tint from the copious amounts of blueberries he eats. Thankfully they've been on sale for $0.88 and we've been able to indulge his habit.

In our continuing efforts to immerse ourselves in the Midwestern culture that we now dwell, we took the family to the county fair where...birthday boy was able to view hundreds of John Deer tractors...pet, and smell, livestock (side note, a cow defecated a few feet from Shannon and she mentally checked out instantly)the excitement of the fair proved to be too much for our little man who had a meltdown before presents and ice cream. It was a stifling 85 degrees, which caused a heat advisory here in Iowa. Yes my southern friends, a heat advisory. Laugh now, but I will not be laughing when you are at the park in February and I am hugging my sunlamp attempting to ward off seasonal depression. Anyways, presents (with a strong emphasis on CARS) were opened the following day.We will attempt weaning this dude off of the pacifier and pink snuggly bear over the course of the year. Goal = age 3 snuggly free or by kindergartner the boys will laugh at his love for a pink bear, which everyone comes first. Life just wouldn't be the same without those big brown eyes.

Or this cheesy smile that has taken a liking to running into the street, unbuckling his seat belt on freeways, and throwing food at every meal.

No, life will never be the same. Thank goodness.