Well, Max turned two today and I can't hardly believe it. Where do the days go? I know it is cliche to say, but time really flies. Throughout the day I was remembering the day he was born and everything that happened in the days that followed. The sleepless nights, the nursing struggles, the recuperating. And now two years later he is still ruling my world, although now he has a pint-sized accomplice.
We had a small get-together yesterday with my family and a few friends. He received many new toys, even though he didn't need them. I now have a train and a basketball hoop in my very small living room. I guess it is time for me to declutter his room so these things can go in there. Right now I have a craft desk in there for my sewing and scrapbooking but I suppose it will have to go. He has this really cool race-car bed we were given but it is still in my parents basement because I have been holding out on my craft table. I also am terrified to put him in a bed without bars because I am afraid he will get in to trouble in the morning before I wake up. How do you restrain a 2 year old at 7:30 in the morning without bars on the bed!! That is a bridge I am not ready to cross, even though it seems to be creeping up on me quickly. Max hasn't tried to escape the crib yet but Isabella is quickly outgrowing her bed and therefore needs to be in the crib.
I still haven't figured out why this think won't let me post pictures so maybe it is time to bribe Matt to help me. ;)
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