My boy turned two!

Happy birthday, Jack.  You are the cutest little boy I know.  You constantly have your sisters and I rolling with laughter.  You and your daddy have a special relationship and y'all love to play rough.  You look like a little man because you frequently walk around with your hands in your pocket.


Give you a mop or broom and you'll be content for hours.  Give you a car or something large with wheels and you'll be content for the whole day.  You don't sit still.  You are busy busy busy!  You love to figure out how things work.  You love to take apart toys and put them back together.  You are the most observant kid I've ever met.  Your favorite toy is the cozy coupe.  I laugh every time I see you in it because you look like Fred Flinstone, especially with your caveman feet!  Another favorite of yours is getting into your dad's socks and shoes.  You'll pull all of the socks out of his drawer and put on several pairs at a time.  Then you'll stick on his shoes and walk around.  And let's not forget about Bear.  You affectionately call him "Beh" and get excited to see him at bed time.  You still fall asleep with one thumb in your mouth and the other hand rubbing Bear's ear.

You don't have time for TV.  The only time you'll sit and watch a movie is when you're strapped in your carseat in the van with the DVD player on.

Your absolute favorite food are bananas.  You eat about five a day!  You do not like lettuce or raw brocolli.  You're leery about any green stuff for that matter.  I have to sneak those in with other foods.  That's about all you're picky with, though.

You're almost 35 inches tall and weigh 33 pounds.  You have a big round belly and chunky legs.  Your eyes are sky blue, your hair takes on natural highlights when in the sun for a while, and you have the cutest nose.  Your dimples and smile light up your face.

You loooooove Halle.  She is like a second mom to you.  You and Arden love to play and laugh together, but you pick on her and she picks on you.  You want everything she has.  Y'all are happiest when she pushes you around in the wagon or gives you rides on the tricycle.  You hate it when she takes your Mater or Cozy Coupe.

You annoyingly and persistently call me "Ma!" until I answer.  You love to tell Arden "stop" and "don't."  When I try to video you doing something cute you look at me with a pointed finger and say, "Don't!"

You are starting to love books.  You bring me a book and will now sit for a short story.

You feel comfortable enough to wander off a distance (which I'm told is a sign that you have a strong sense of security.)  Therefore we have to watch you closely.  Your daddy had to install another lock up high on our gate because you figured out the lower lock.  You also know how to unlock the front door.  You always have me on my toes.

Loud noises like the vacuum or the yard blower scare you and you'll run to Brian, Halle, or me for cover. You will warm up to the loud object as long as we assure you it's safe.

We love you so much, and are so glad our family has been blessed with you.  Happy Birthday!

your John Deere tire cake.  Halle baked it and I decorated it.  My homemade fondant didn't come out well so we had to get the store bought kind, which is gross-tasting.  The black fondant was perfect for this tire cake, though, since it's so rubbery.  Uncle Adam actually liked the fondant, and made himself sick with how much he ate of it!

 

your birthday present from us.  A horse tire swing

you and your John Deere tire cake

we went to eat at Valley Ranch barbecue for your birthday dinner.  You loved the train that goes around and around the restaurant.  Aunt Sarah also kept you entertained by acting silly.