Liam is two years old.
And what better way to start off being two than throwing a major temper tantrum first thing in the morning?
It lasted for over an hour. Screaming. Kicking. Refusing to be consoled. All because I changed his wet diaper.
He finally got over it when I sat within his view licking the beater from the fresh whipped cream I made to top his birthday waffles. I really talked it up. How good that beater tasted. How I didn't think I could finish it. How someone needed to help me lick it clean. He peeked around the door from his room, came out and gave it a little lick, smiled, and then was ready to start his day.
Yes, he is now 2.
The birthday breakfast: waffles, sliced strawberries, lots of whipped cream. He enjoyed it.
After breakfast, he tried out the new outfit Tia Molly brought for him, including the new cowboy boots.
Then he and Molly played catch the legos. This was a lot of fun.
Lots and lots of fun.
Then she took him on a laundry basket ride.
After his nap, he threw another temper tantrum. This one because he was just unhappy to be awake? Whatever the cause, it took him a good 45 minutes to get over it.
And then he went to get the chicken eggs.
I used the eggs to make fresh fettucine for dinner, which Liam wouldn't eat.
We had a nice little crowd for dinner: Grammie and Auntie Linda, Tia Molly and her circus partner Rebecca, and then the three of us.
After dinner, he opened his package from Grandma and Grandpa Hall.
Mama and River
His package also had lots of craft supplies: paint, construction paper, a glue stick, jingle bells, pipe cleaners... Liam wanted to open them right away. He sure loves his crafting.
We wished him a happy birthday over blueberry cobbler.
And then he called it a night and snuggled up with Elmo for a good night's sleep.
Happy Birthday, Liam. I can't imagine life without you.