1. How is my kid two years old already?
2. No, seriously, how did that happen? It feels like it hasn’t been that long since I was pregnant.
3. We didn’t host a birthday party for Little Boy this year. (Technically we didn’t last year, either—that party was for us, to celebrate surviving a year of parenthood.) We just did cake and candles and presents and Skyping with family.
4. Little Boy is starting to grasp the concept of ripping open the wrapping paper on gifts. I foresee him being very excited this Christmas.
5. I finally understand the concept of buying character-themed toys/shirts/books/blankets/etc. The delight that Little Boy gets out of Cookie Monster and Elmo made me want to buy him every Sesame Street toy in the store.
6. Except for this Cookie Monster in a toy car—turns out Little Boy gets very displeased that he can’t separate the Cookie Monster from the vehicle. We had to hide that one.
7. Turning two means Little Boy moves up to a new classroom in daycare. He has been transitioning over the last few weeks and it is going very well. So well, in fact, that he has twice thrown a fit about having to leave at the end of the day.
8. His daycare provides snacks in the two-and-older classrooms, which means I no longer have to pack snacks, just lunch. This reduces my nightly workload by a small fraction and I am thrilled.
9. It’s only a matter of time now before Little Boy learns to climb out of his crib, at which point we’ll move him to a toddler bed. He already knows how to open doors, and I have visions of him wandering the house in the middle of the night.
10. This is a good age. Yes, he throws tantrums and has strong opinions about which shirt he wants to wear, but he also reaches up to hold my hand when we walk and asks to carry his own lunch box and helps put away the groceries and braves the slide all by himself. Our Little Boy is growing up.
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