Five

My baby is 5.

The boy who made this woman a mother.

The boy who can make his mama teary eyed as he shares his artwork.

The boy who loves to share peaks and valleys on nights we lay together in his bed.

The boy who loves to snuggle up with me and read book after book.

The boy who loves all the colors in the whole wide world.

The boy who is stubborn like his mama.

And for those reasons and a million more, we celebrated.

He blew out a few candles...

He even decorated his own birthday cake with the help of Grandma Cheryl.

Austin had his first 'friend party'. We had a kick-butt birthday cake I was hesitant to cut...it was that cute!

In the end I cut it. Austin, along with his 10 friends, had a slice complemented with Oreo ice cream.

Then it was off to the garage where Austin broke open his pinata. On the second swing.
Take a look at the loot pouring out!

(excuse the dirty garage!)

The celebration continues Wednesday night....

Two.

Ethan turned two Dec 22nd. Having a "Christmas Baby" is something I thought, when growing up and planning out life (ha!), I would never have. Ever. But, life is unpredictable, and sometimes things don't go as planned. But that's the greatest part...it was planned, not by us, but in the grand scheme of things. And I wouldn't have it any other way. We'll deal. The Birthday celebration and gifts will be separate from Christmas, although it may prove to be tough later on. He'll most likely at some point in his teenage years complain about why he was born so close to Christmas. (At least that's what I hear from the students I have who were born near the Holidays.) He'll get over it. For now, we just enjoy!

12 Months = One Year

Mr. Ethan on his one year birthday. . .

He continued to enjoy his balloons he got from school..

...he loved his birthday cake...

...and his new Handle Hauler!

♥