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The day started early with church. AJ got to go to a brand new class today since he is now a two-year-old. He did great in the new class. We then hit McDonald's for our birthday lunch. Then it was time for presents which I am pretty sure Andrew was more excited about than AJ. He got some nice cards, some nice cash, and some nice gifts. Thank you to all who contributed to the gift/card pile! One of the gifts was a bubble blower. We had one in the past that the boys loved, but ours had broke.

While Marc assembled the bubble blower, I served the birthday cake. We then all headed outdoors to try out the new toy. Once the boys filled the neighborhood with bubbles, it was time for naps. The excitement of the day kept them from sleeping for quiet a while, but AJ finally settled down and took a nice nap.
Yet, you have the most tender heart. You love to snuggle and constantly ask for hugs. In fact, you are a hugging machine... often hugging mere strangers, innate objects, even your food. And you are very nurturing. You l.o.v.e. babies. You can’t get enough of my friends’ recent additions, often asking to hug, hold, or rock them.
You are talking quite a bit now and we even hear two to three word sentences now and then. You are very polite… not needing asked most of the time for “pleases” and “thank yous”. You love to sing. Your favorite songs are the “Oh No” song, “Happy Birthday” and “Jump, Shake, your Booty”. Although, I do catch certain letter-combos from the “ABC song”, now and then.
Your favorite word is, “Noooo!” But it’s usually not used in defiance, more in answering a question with your strong opinion.
You can tell you’re a little brother used to copying Andrew, because lately, when you ask for something, even if no one else currently has or is doing anything, you add “too” to the end. So, if you want to brush your teeth… even though nobody else is brushing… you’ll come up to me and ask, “Brush, too?”
You love your brother to pieces, often trying to do exactly what he is doing. Yet, you have no problem being your own kid and totally ignoring him when he is desperately trying to get your attention. You are already great at antagonizing him to frustration. However, you pay your dues when we found that Andrew throws everything (stuffed animals, socks, slipper) at you from his top bunk into your crib. Take cover, kid.





