He made his own sandwich for daycare this morning and he isn't even 3 yet, before I know it he will be cooking me gourmet dinners (I hope). It is scary, really scary. I know everyone tells me this is the way it is but I am starting to believe it now. I am making sure to spend as much time as possible with him, doing all the fun and sometimes silly things toddlers love to do. I don't want to be robbed of this precious time.
Max's two year anniversary came and went. It wasn't exactly the way I had planned it but it was ok, I mean I got through it. It was one of those very low to very high days. Boo didn't cooperate at the cemetery chucking a big tantrum and running all over the place, not what I had in mind but it serves me right for taking him after his swimming lesson instead of before. One of the highs was the awesome night I had at the Prince concert with my nephew who was only in town for a couple of weeks before he flew back to New York where he is living at the moment.
|He sat for about a minute! Boo made his Daddy the lovely card at daycare.|
|Princes' 360 Degree stage.|