Well, he's two. We had a big ol' party this morning with all of his BFFs. It was toddler mayhem. I love my friends and family dearly. They are the sun and moon and stars to us. So much gratitude for them today.
But all I can say is this: he is two. Through and through. *sigh*
I am invoking a little known (a.k.a. I just made it up) clause in the "blogging every day for a month" contract. When your son turns two, and you are frankly just too tired and cranky to deal with life, you get to take a day off of blogging. So that's what I'm going to do today. But I guess this would technically be a post, wouldn't it??
Maybe I will get sh*t for not having an "oh, I remember fondly the day you were born" post. That's definitely not where my head is at today, though. Gotta be honest.
Why is it that I want another one? Someone please explain this to me.
In any case, don't forget to SPRING FORWARD tonight. Great, we lose an hour of sleep. That is totally going to help my mood.
It's a vodka kind of night. I can feel it comin'...