It's true--he's 2!

You love to stuff your pockets with anything---especially cell phones & mamma's credit cards.

You love to "help" mamma with the laundry.

You always want pick up Mini-E all by yourself or help her with her pacifier.

You love raisins & "Go, Diego, Go."

You want to put on "shoesocks" because that means--"go, go, go"

You LOVE truck, cars, trains...anything with wheels & your blaket of course.

You find the broom & ask to "help you" when mamma is cleaning.

You love to be with Daddy outside--doing ANYTHING.

You love to go to Aunt CC's house because it means FUN.

You practice faces in the mirror.

You want mamma to sing to you at bed time. "more song--peease"

Your favorite song is "If you're happy and you know it"

Someday you'll be big enough to pass the sacrament.
Someday you'll be strong enough to carry a full wheelbarrow full of dirt.
Someday you'll be old enough to drive a real car.
Someday you'll be tall enough to reach the brownies without a stool.
Someday you'll be smart enough to read a book all by yourself.
Someday you'll be in love with someone other than mamma.
Someday you'll be big enough to go to college & get a degree.
Someday you'll be old enough to go on a date with a girl you like.
Someday you'll be ready to go on a mission.
Someday you'll grow up & have a family all your own.
Thankgoodness today is NOT someday!


But you'll always be my little boy!





Happy Birthday to the little man that made me a mamma. I love you HY.