my guy turned two.

today our KFJ turned two (five) as he says. can't even believe that he is two. i really think time is slipping through my fingers.

today was the perfect day. we woke up to eggs and chocolate milk. we watched chuggington and jake. we showered and headed to the park. we went to lunch and to grab ice cream. we played golf and swung on swings. we played basketball and tball. we danced and sang let it go. we took a nap. we went to the grocery store. made pizza and yummy birthday cake. we face timed our grami, aunt katy, grama and grampa. we watched the utes win! then we said our prayers and tucked our big two year old baby into his bed. he gave kisses and asked for extra hugs. oh fitzy. we love you.

today fitz didn't get a bunch of new toys. we did stop a the dollar store last night because ruby was very concerned. but today fitzy got time. we put away our phones. we didn't check our apps. we focused on fitz. i didn't miss my phone. i didn't miss out on a post or a picture. i cuddled my guys, my gal. and i enjoyed every second of our saturday, my sweet boys birthday.

we love fitz. he is easy to love, and his snaggle tooth grin makes him all the more loveable. his dark brown eyes, fear of the "moon dark", and his polite manners never forgetting to say please, thank you or bless you. his obsession with sports; golf, football, basketball, baseball, tennis, you name it... he loves it. how he loves being a brother and wants roooooby by his side all day every day and treats "my baby murph murph" like a bull in a china shop.

you love books and dance parties. you are always getting into things; cupboards, closets, the garage and leaving little (big) messes behind you. you love eating eggs in the morning, drinking liquid all day, and tandy is your favorite food group. nap time and bedtime are very important to you. more important than playing and eating.

you have found a new love for airplanes, copters, trucks (fire, dump, garbage), and tractors. you love puppy dogs and being outside. your favorite part of most days is a stop at the park. you love to have your belly and feet tickled. you are daddy's shadow and want to do tools or put gel in your hair, contacts in your eyes, and lotion on your legs just like he does. you cry if momma leaves the room, and come snuggle with her every morning for ten seconds. you hate snuggling. you are too busy, but every once in a while you will lay on my shoulder and i love it. your vocabulary is blowing me away every day. you love nursery and singing primary songs. you're constantly trying to go swimming and bring us our swimming suits every day "suit waters".

happy birthday big man. you are everything momma ever wanted. you have opened my heart by making it so easy to love you.