Peanut is 2!

Can you believe it? Life is moving so fast and I'm trying not to miss it. I love watching him grow, listening to him talk, and I absolutely want to kiss his face off when I see  him run. It's like he's jumping, leaping and bouncing instead of running. He is so darn cute. My little man. Even when he's six feet too tall, he'll still be my little man.

Here are the stats...

Height: 37 inches (just 8 inches shy to ride the big rides at Disney :) ) (90 something %)

Weight: 27 lbs (50%...we're moving up in the world here)

Noggin: Large...something in the 70%???

At the doc the other day when he was having his check up he was whining through the whole measuring process and the nurse finally made me do all of it. I told him the nurse was trying to measure for a hew hat. It almost worked. Oh and he got a flu shot. He screamed bloody murder (what happened to the tough 1 year old that just looked at his blood being drawn with indifference?), until I said there were fruit snacks. The tears dried right up after that statement.

 Well his birthday was an occasion to celebrate and celebrate we did. I decided I'll need to make a real concerted effort here on out to make sure his birthday does not get lost in the Christmas holiday shuffle. So to make this year memorable we decided to go to the air and space museum near Dulles airport. Peanut like planes and helicopters almost as much as a toddler likes to throw a tantrum. As you walk inside this museum you come to an overlook of the whole hanger that is filled chalk full of hundreds of full size flying machines. The minute Peanut looked over the edge he started pointing and yelling, "PWANE! HELICOPERT!", over and over and over. I thought he just might continue to do so throughout the whole visit. I knew our field trip was a good idea at that point. I think my face lit up as much as his, watching his excitement. I only had eyes for my boy at that moment and goodness knows I love airplanes just as much as he does. I wanted to jump up and down yelling, "PWANE", myself. The place was amazing!

I also threw him his first friend party. We used the theme, "You're A Little Monster". Which he is... sometimes. But I still love him forever and will like him for always. Like my Dad always said, "nature dictates there be a bond". I now fully understand that statement. Well in true Anna style we invited 20 of our closest friends and had ourselves a party complete with all of Peanut's favorite foods: peanut butter pancakes, "ogurt", juice, treats (cookies, cake and candy) and fruit. We had monster truck races, coloring pages, balloons, and general chaos while the children watched movies, played on all levels of the house, and the Mom's chatted. I think it was a success.

Ok and if you've read this far, you should stay for one more story. Peanut never ceases to entertain. On Thursday, I had just changed Cashew's diaper and had headed out of the room to put the soiled diapers in the pail. When I came back I found Cashew's diaper off and Peanut changing him again. He was wiping him down holding his legs up and everything. I was laughing out loud it was so cute. So I said thank you and had him help me snap the diaper up again. He was so  pleased with himself.

Please come back and read soon. I have a lot to catch up on!