We just celebrated my Baby’s 2nd birthday. I have to admit, the night before her birthday, we all gave her her last 1-year-old kisses and I was sad. I understand why people want more babies when their babies aren’t babies anymore. For a brief moment, I wanted another baby, but then I came back to reality where I can barely handle raising the two babies I already have. So my last baby turned two and it feels like twenty-two.
We started the morning opening presents. So no one feels left out, we buy presents for the non-birthday girl also.
Getting ready for the birthday BBQ. The girls made pizza bread with my brother. They always talk him into letting them help him and it always makes a big mess.
Of course the girls got new sneakers from my Grouchy Husband. Lately, he has been obsessed with Nike Air Jordans.
Family picture with the birthday girl and the Hello Kitty candle we re-use for everyone’s birthday. You can see it in the pictures of my Baby’s 1st birthday.
My Grouchy Husband helping to blow out candles.
Happy Birthday Baby! Mama will always love you.