Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Ryan had a good run at 2.

He learned how to ride a tricycle.  He started preschool.  He nearly knocked out his two front teeth.  And he refined his love of chocolate.  Tomorrow he turns three.  

He is a little ball of dare devil energy swirled around a sweet and gentle baby boy.  

Whew, the so called "terrible twos" are over for us.  You know, I say this as I cross my fingers and toes and knock on wood as I smile down the barrel of three.

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