For All Those Times My Brother Was Mean to Me...

"Dude...three words: Degree for Women."

Happy 2nd Birthday, Dawson!

Dear Dawson,

You turned TWO YEARS OLD on Saturday!!

I cannot believe you are already two...that you've been here for 24 months already.

Two years ago, when I saw you for the first time, you looked like this:

And then last year, at your very first birthday, you looked like this:

You are an amazing little boy.

We celebrated your second birthday with Gran, Papa, Uncle Brandon, Uncle Jason, Aunt Krystal, Zoey and G-Pa the Great. They came to our house to eat cake and ice cream. You had a great time laughing and playing and opening gifts and eating these:

Mickey ear cupcakes! We also had make-your-own-ice-cream-sundaes.

We love you so much, little buddy...

"Happy Birthday, dear Dawson..."

"Yay!!!"

Blowing out the candle...

You were much too busy eating the chocolate icing to hold up two fingers...

...but not too busy to open gifts. You got two puzzles and "If You Give a Moose a Muffin" from Aunt Megan, Uncle Web, Vance and Jack; a bubble mower and a dump truck from Zoey; a little town rug, cars and trucks and building blocks from Gran and Papa; a work bench from Uncle Brandon...

...and quite possibly the most awesome gift of all - your very own cowboy hat from G-Pa the Great!

We got you your very own vacuum cleaner since it's your most favorite thing in the world to do, and you wouldn't put it down, not even to get in your Fire and Rescue Car that we also got you.

Zoey intervened.

She also thoroughly enjoyed the cake. :)

Sweet boy, after the party, the sugar, the excitement, what did you want to do...even right before you went to bed??

Vacuum.

Best $14.00 I ever spent.

Happy, Happy Birthday, sweet Dawson! I love you so much!

A Boy After My Own Heart

One of the things I love about Dawson's teacher, Mrs. Carmen, is that she sends home progress reports after each day at Mom's Day Out.

There are places on the sheet for status reports about diapers, whether or not he ate lunch (duh), whether or not he napped (nope!), his mood (ecstatic), supplies he needs and a place for comments.

This is what was on today's progress report.

It pertains to food.

Naturally.

"Dawson LOVES Cajun Crab dip from Publix (I shared :))."

Apparently, being the overacheiver that he is, Dawson has moved from pilfering his classmates' lunchboxes to sampling the finer things from his teacher's.

At least he went for the seafood instead of the Cheetos.