That's right folks, my son is two today. That seems unreal. I know it sounds cliche but it really seems like just yesterday he was a tiny baby that loved to snuggle in my arms and then today he is a stubborn two year old who clearly knows more than I do. It is a strange feeling. I am so happy to see his independence growing by the day but it makes me feel so slightly obsolete. I am sure this will only get worse and worse but it is bittersweet.
Here is Griffen on the day he was born. So perfect and sweet! And oh how naive Brad and I were!
Here if Griffen now. So full of sh*t! I ask him to smile and this is the smart little thing that he does.
This morning I made muffins so that I could put a candle in one and he could blow it out because he loves doing that. Well, I may have tried a little too early because when Brad and I started singing happy birthday, he burst into tears and didn't stop for five minutes! Urgh, drama king!
