Neither of my two oldest kids went through the terrible twos. I never understood what people were talking about when they brought up how terrible two year olds can behave. Until they hit three. I remember thinking that while the advice was appropriate, they were just off by a year is all. It's really the tenacious threes that's the problem. They could talk back to me then.
Then I had Erik.
He actually did hit the terrible twos. Or maybe it was the tenacious threes, just a year early. It happened right after the baby was born. There was no gradual ascend. It was literally one day he was cute and pleasant, the next day........Holy terror tornado had entered the building.
He learned to screech. And I mean ear-piercingly shriek! If it wasn't for the fact that he's just so dang cute especially when he says things like, "Pees?!? Hab it?" and "Anks!" I might overlook his need to scream what it is he wants to drink and wants NOW. Because by golly, unless you want your ears to start ringing, you better get the drink right and do it FAST.
So he had his two year old kick off party to celebrate his inauguration into two-dom. And since he loves all things Elmo, of course I had to make him an Elmo cake.
Then we went to the park to take his annual pictures. The cutest ones I took within the first 2 minutes. Literally. Because that's the attention span of a two year old.
See what I mean? He's darling! But, he's also 29 pounds worth of a two year old.Happy Birthday Screecherman!
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