Now, you're two years old, Brendon. I think your favorite word is mine. And you say it so...dramatically "mYYYNNN!!!" Most of the time, I'm not sure what you're talking about, but I'm sure it's hardly ever yours.
We finally bought you a birthday present. Buzz Lightyear! It has buttons and lights and wings and a laser and can fly! Well, almost fly. We heard you one morning playing with it...some how you had gotten it down off of your dresser and decided it would entertain you before it was time to get up.
You've gotten so big. At your 2 year old check-up, you were 36 inches tall (that's three feet!!) and 30 pounds. All the clothes size says that a 3T. Though, your legs are short so the 2T/24M pants still fit. I bought you a pair of PJ's in 3T and they fit great.
Your favorite movies rotate through. Shaun the Sheep is a current favorite right now, even though we've seen all that Netflix has to offer. Of course, Toy Story 1, 2, or 3 are always there. Sesame Street. I'm so glad that Netflix has like 200 million episodes AND it comes on at 10am each week day. Thank you, DVR!
You still like books, though mommy needs a break from the same 10 books. I'm thinking we need to head to Borders to see if they're having a great clearance sale.
I can't wait for you to meet your brother. You "talk" so nicely to my stomach and rub it and some times headbutt it. But I know he'll get you back, just you wait!
Keep growing, Brendon. I love you.
