Happy 2nd Birthday Dallas!

My little man is two!  Whew...that pretty much sums up the past two years.  I had always heard about the bond between a mother and her son, but never expected it to be different from the bond with my girls.  I have to say...I was wrong.  It is something hard to put into words, but a bond that I am forever grateful for.  Who knew having a boy could be so different?

It is no secret that he is spoiled...rotten.  He has all of us girls wrapped around his tiny little finger and he knows it. He is hardheaded, fussy most of the time, and spends the majority of his day doing things he isn't supposed to be doing, God made him cute for a reason, which is exactly why he is so spoiled.

He likes ice cream, shoes, swings, fruit snacks, dancing, hats, music, juice, his pacifier, Cookie Monster, balls, poptarts, phones, Dora, brushing his teeth, baths, coloring, and yogurt. He absolutely loves his sisters.  He hates snow, night lights, oatmeal, brushing his hair, twisted socks, sun in his eyes, and being locked out of his sister's room.  He is my little cuddle bug and I am so blessed to be his Momma.

He had a Cookie Monster party and I decided to try my hand at a cookie cake.  He blew out his two candles all by himself, he's getting so big!  He got lots of presents, but was really eyeing Kristen's dsi.  At one point he quit opening his presents and just stood there waiting to get his hands on her new toy.


Happy Birthday little Dallas!  Here's to another year of fussy cuteness!