My baby is a little man. He turned two at the end of last month and I can't believe it.
We took him out to lunch and he got Lighting McQueen balloons. We then drove to Mackay so he could do his usual and eat everyone's food but his own.
My mom made him a birthday cake, so I didn't have to.
He cracked me up trying to blow out the candles.
He knew he was supposed to do something, but not exactly sure what. Dillon videoed the whole thing. I'm not sure I want to see it considering I was yelling at him pretty much the whole time.
We were, are, super lame parents, we didn't get him any fun presents.
The big hit was the big truck my parents gave him.
We got him a coat. Practical, but not real fun.
Beckett my little man, I love you so much. You complete our family so well. You are a monster, and are all boy, but I would not change you for the world!
