Happy Birthday to my baby boy! Mr. independent turned two today. Don't ask him for help, because he'll say "No, I do it!" He is determined to do everything himself. Except potty train, apparently, but we'll work on that. He even very neatly puts toothpaste on his own toothbrush.
He knows shapes, colours (although gets mixed up sometimes) and speaks very well. He is just as silly as his brother, hamming it up with silly faces and noises. He loves climbing, dancing, and pretend play. He'll offer everyone cheeseburgers from under his highchair restaurant. He loves "driving" everything. As long as he can straddle it, it's "I'm driving a tractor/motorbike/car/truck!" Nothing is too big or too small to be used as a vehicle.
Cheeseburger? Here you go.This morning's entertainment was watching a grader and skid steer at work in front of our house.Then we baked a birthday cake.Talking to GrandmaYay, cake!What the? Fire?! Fire is bad!Yeah, you get it, big bro!Yay, cake!