This is J. He's my son, as you can tell; he looks just like me.
J.'s grammy bought him a table for his birthday and came up for the party. (That's J. on the right.)
There were a few balloons at the party. One of them was a very large two, or as J. says, “five”.
D. & M. gave J. this very cool cardboard box. It was even more fun after we got the green Winnie-the-Pooh chair out of it.
J. wasn't the only one to get presents for his birthday. O. and I got some Legos. Here's O. putting the finishing touches on an ostrich.
We were previously unaware that all you have to do to get Legos is raise a screaming baby to age two. This is an important revelation. Sign us up for another!