My baby turned two last month and I didn’t write about it. Oh, we did celebrate his birthday. We went out of town and saw various relatives. He had a small party with ice-cream cake. We even took him to the zoo for the first time.
When we returned home, I tearily finished editing a video to commemorate his first two years.
Damn, my baby is two, y’all! Two! How did we get here so fast?
Just the other day I was marveling at him being able to roll over on his own, now he’s running, jumping, and climbing with ease. He’s eagerly exploring his independence but isn’t afraid to need me. And while two is an age that we both find frustrating at times, I’m grateful to be able to experience it with him.