First of all, thank you for all of your sympathetic comments on my rant. I'm glad to hear that I am not the only one who encounters annoying lunatics in the grocery store. I am seriously considering getting my groceries delivered (although that may be more from laziness than a desire to avoid human contact.)
Anyway, here is a belated post about my darling David. The pictures we took from his birthday were on Dan's work camera and so it has taken me a while to get them transferred over. Anyway, we had so much fun celebrating David's second birthday. We went to the zoo, barbecued, ate cake, and opened presents. Dan and I were talking and we both agree that we can't believe that David is two. Not because the time has gone by so fast, but because it just feels like David has always been with us. He is such an intregal part of our family unit. (Plus, he's huge and has been walking forever. Besides the fact that he doesn't talk much, most people thought he was turning three.)
We absolutely adore David! He is truly a joy. His zest for life is incredible, whether joyful or tearful, he does everything full tilt. He is a busy, happy, passionate little guy. He loves to show off and he is such a flirt. He loves nursery and always gives his teachers hugs and kisses and tells them he loves them. He is very affectionate and in love with his big sister. He thinks Charlotte is pretty great too. He doesn't seem to mind being surrounded by girls and I often find him in Grace's dress-ups. I have some great black-mail photos for later in life. He is just starting to talk more and the things he says crack me up. I fear the day he is able to start plotting with Grace against me. I know I am in for it :)
Here are some pictures from his birthday. We love you David Owen! Happy Birthday my little man.
Cooling off at the zoo.
Hard at work coloring at a zoo station.
Opening presents from Grandma and Grandpa. Yes, the enthusiasm for clothes is not faked. He is a sharp-dressed man and he likes it.
He also loves balls and he has quite the arm.
His little tiger cake, which Gracie constantly reminded me was missing whiskers. Sorry.
Thanks to Grandpa, Grandma, Mammy for the great presents. He LOVED getting packages in the mail! He has been carrying around that popcorn bucket everywhere Marilynn!