305 Two Years and Counting

Two years ago Connor made his appearance. He was in such a hurry to get here that he came almost six weeks early. Weighing in at 4 pounds 14 ounces ... most of which was LUNGS! Good thing, that meant he never had to be placed on oxygen. His big problem was maintaining body temperature, but eventually we got that under control and he came home!By his first birthday Connor had more than made up for his low birth weight. He had barely busted through a tooth to be able to eat his cake, but he was walking a little bit.Now, two years later. Connor is a Master of Destruction. He can look at a room and automatically figure out what he can destroy. On the otherhand, he likes to clean. He will make a point of throwing away every piece of paper he finds, and he throws a fit if I don't let him throw away his own diaper. Speaking of diapers ... he isn't completely potty trained by any stretch of the imagination, but he has used the potty numerous times. He has even managed to pee standing up. You can tell he gets the concept, and he will try to make himself potty when you take him, not that it always works. He isn't a great talker but he understands SO much! Mostly, Connor smiles. He smiles and smiles and smiles ... until I break out the camera (he is like his sister that way)Katie spent his birthday morning at her friend Mia's house, and they asked Mia's mom if they could make Connor a cake. They have a gluten free house, so Connor has now experienced his first gluten free cake. Tenbye got a little distracted and accidentally used too much water, so it turned out a little flat. She did have three little girls and two little boys running around, so I think she had an excuse :) Connor didn't mind. It was covered in icing and made by three little girls that he adores. They were all a bit tired when we finally sang Happy Birthday ...

Connor, if you ever wonder what you were like as a one year old, here is a breakdown.

You are a funny little man. Everyone points out how smiley and happy you always are. You adore your sister, which leads to you annoying her most days, but she loves you back and that makes up for it. You remind me of the Sour Patch Kids commercials, first you are sour then you are sweet. You will smack someone and then love them up. You draw on walls, something that Katie never really did. You draw on yourself (right now your right foot is blue). Mosquitoes LOVE you, and moments after being outside you will sport a few new bites, which turn into huge welts (you have three around your left eye right now, luckily those happened after pictures). If you see me check Katie's sugar then I have to fake check yours, too. Katie introduced you to Exfoliating Foot Scrub, and now everytime you take a bath you hold your feet up until I scrub them. Then you giggle like a maniac, and I am afraid you will drown yourself because it tickles so badly. No is your favorite word, and you will scream it back at us when we say it to you. I know this should anger me, but it is too cute right now. I will punish you for it in a few years though, just a warning. You love putting on other people's shoes, and since most of the shoes sitting around the house are Katie's that means you sometimes end up in heels. You could swing for hours. When I make your milk for bed (strawberry, of course) you will give Sweet Kisses to Katie and Daddy. Then before we head upstairs you will grab something to take with you. It could be anything, last night it was a little plastic panda. Most nights you are serenaded to sleep by our own version of "Hush Little Baby" which involves a titanium ring instead of diamonds, "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" and "Devil Went Down to Georgia". It is a very good thing that you don't mind me being off key. Mostly, you are the sweetest boy I could ever imagine. You brighten every day, even when you drive me nuts. You are the perfect addition to our family, and we love you so much. Happy Birthday Dinky! (yeah, Dad doesn't like me calling you Dinky either - too bad)