He’s got the grip. He’s got the stance. He’s got the look of utter disappointment mastered.
He’s ready to play.
Making Small Town Look Good.
Two does not sit still. Two climbs all over you when you’re trying to sleep. Two jumps on the bed and then laughs when you say “No jumping on the bed!” Two thinks the world is made of magic and sunshine.
Two is probably the best age ever.
You forget, don’t you? Not that my brother is a pain in the ass. That’s hard to forget. But that new babies are so tiny. Look at how big my littlest one looks next to this wee thing.
They are impossibly small. I don’t know how they grow up to be giant butt-heads like my brother but they do. Witness this shot:
In which he is trying to drive my mom insane while simultaneously torturing his four day old daughter. That poor, poor girl. Not only does she have to deal with two older brothers, but she has this man for her father. She’s never going to get a day of rest in her entire life. Better get used to that expression, girl. You’re going to be using it a lot.
It’s tough being one. There is so much to do. You’ve got to climb things and jump on things and grab things. Everything is bigger than you and your legs are always too short to do what you need them to do.
Even climbing out the front door takes twice as much effort when you’re little.
Nothing is ever easy.