I realize that the post is going up a couple of days late, but I swear, we sang on the day...
Joey is now 2. I'm going to repeat that, because it freaks me out a little.
Joey is now 2.
He hasn't been a baby for quite a while at this point, but there's still something about hitting "little boy" age. Nobody expects anything from a one-year-old (at least, nobody who isn't about to get disappointed), but 2 just seems so much older.
Yes, I realize it's double. Quit hasslin' me.
He talks like a boy, runs around with The Crazy like a boy, laughs at burping, is fascinated by bugs and poop... it wasn't all that long ago that he was an extremely sober, wide-eyed, silent infant.
Quite frankly, I like him more the older he gets. I don't expect that to change any time soon.
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