With brother & daddy fishing we had the morning to hangout together. I pulled out his scrapbooks-yes he has more than one in his two short years of his life-for him to look through. I leave them out for the guests to look through at their leisure. He kept calling his baby pictures me and his big boy pictures Paarkarr.
Because it was his birthday I let him have a cupcake at 10 o'clock in the morning. Then he snuck another one. Because it was his birthday I didn't get mad, I took a picture.
The birthday boy was a little shy in the beginning with all the people over but I didn't mind the extra leg hangs and begs to be held. I just carried on my hip right where he belongs. When people were eating he snuggled on my lap...I didn't mind that either.As soon as we lit the 2 little candles and set the cupcake in front of him he blew them out. We chuckled and then re-lit them, telling him to not blow them out until after we sing. So one round of Happy Birthday he blew them out again and smiled for everybody. Then proceeded to eat the entire cupcake one candied layer at a time.Parker was so excited to have his brother be two. Finally. The next morning he asked if Emmitt was three now? I had to put the birthdays in perspective for him. No Parker, your birthday is after Halloween and then it's Christmas, Emmitt's birthday is after Christmas. On Monday, Parker asked if Emmitt was going to be three at the daycare Valentine party?