I can’t believe it.
this kid is two. and as if overnight, he really became two. he’s developed a little bit of maturity that comes along with no longer being a baby. I have to catch myself because I constantly call him baby endearingly and pretty soon I know that’ll offend him. he’s big kid, through and through.
I have to share a little convo we had on Monday. it still makes me giggle. it went a little like this:
me: “hey Wolf, what do you want for dinner?”
Wolf: “how ’bout cake?”
me: “no, we’re not going to have cake for dinner. what else would you like?”
Wolf: “how ’bout ice cweam?”
this kid. I just love him to pieces. happiest birthday, little Wolf.