Go Go Go Go Go G-man, It’s Yo Birthday

My son is getting to be so much fun.

That sentence is the lamest, I know. It’s just that I sometimes am surprised how babies start using words and suddenly I’m like, “Oh, wait. You’re a turning into a little HUMAN! This is craaaay!”

The other day, I asked Gus to promise me he would always want to hang out with his mommy.
He said no.

Maybe that question translates differently in Two Year Old, because I’m pretty sure I bought him a Slurpee that day.


I will have to learn his language quickly, because a two year old is what we have now! I always thought I would enjoy planning parties, but I am so exhausted looking at everyone else’s kids’ parties on Instagram. Instead, I made a SUPER (duper) elaborate cake, and we ate Cafe Rio at my house with one other family. I call it having a “very exclusive” birthday party so I sound like a better mom.

Counting to two.
Counting to two.

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