Here's what Little A and I were doing two years ago, at about eight-ish in the morning:
And here's Little A about a year ago at his First Birthday Bash:
(That weepy little face is partly because of his head adornment and partly because my mom (AKA Grammy) had just walked out of the room. I promise he was having a great time.)
Finally, here's Little A this past weekend at his Second Birthday Bash. He's grinning because everyone in the room is singing "Happy Birthday".:
After first thinking, "Damn, I've got a cute kid!" followed by "Damn, my hair keeps getting better!" (I wisely omitted myself from the first picture. Not pretty at all.), I can't help but marvel at how much he's changed and grown and what an awesome, albeit frustrating, little boy he is becoming.
To think, he started out as just a tiny Lumpy.
Happy Second Birthday Alastair.