My little guy turned two yesterday. We started the morning with a few rounds of "Happy Birthday" and then slowly went on with our usual weekend tasks. Every once in a while, my husband would initiate another happy birthday song, which, of course, Goen loved and kept asking for "more, more, more." I stitched a second leaf onto his birthday crown and he wore it for, hmmm, about thirty seconds. That's ten times longer than he wore it last year. At the end of the day, we went to our favorite Thai food restaurant for dinner (which Goen also loves). When we got home I let him open the gift I made for him. He got right to work moving the chalk across the surface of the chalkboard fabric, just experiencing and living in the moment. Such a joy to watch! I can hardly believe it, how quickly his second birthday crept up on me. He is active, energetic, and, well, opinionated. And, as hard as it is sometimes, I don't think I would want him to be any other way. He keeps me on my toes and makes sure I'm practicing patience and taking deep breaths, and, oh my, it can be hard at times. But he's perfect and I love him. I can't wait to celebrate another year with him.
