Terrible Two's!

...been there for a while now.

Nate is turning 2 on Thursday. Hard to believe that time has flown and hard to believe he is not already 2 because he is about the size of Graham who is 4. There is about 8 pounds between them. Graham was Nate's weight for almost 2 years and not far off in height. I wonder if Nate will follow the same pattern or keep growing.

Nate is a pistol. He has a funny sense of humor. He makes the strangest faces and jabbers away in a combo of baby talk and real words. He is never quiet...or still. He is Graham's bully! Boy do they fight! Nate can put a whoopin' on Graham. Graham has hit a baby phase in the past few weeks. Lots of whining and crying... more jabbering and NOT just when he is playing. Nate started saying "un cuppy" (want cuppy) at the beach after hearing a little girl who was visiting at the beach say it. Yesterday, Graham decided he wanted a "cuppy" too. He refused to say it right.

We started time out for Nate last week too. He hates it. He just sits on the stool so upright with his legs and arms hanging limp and whines. If you ask him if he wants to go to time out he says, "u-uh" sorrowfully and bats his eyes. Yep, he's a character.

He is having a little party this weekend with family and friends. I hope the weather is nice. If we are stuck inside playing the Wii I'll lose it. I can hear Graham moaning and crying now. It is all good if you play the games he wants. Then, he is a buzzard afterwards because it is so stimulating. I can see Nate now, fussing over wanting a Wiimote and tossing it at the TV. Oh joy!

Wow...

2

years

old.

To think back at how he entered this world all sick in the NICU and what he is today.

Happy Birthday Bruiser! I call him Bubba. Very fitting.