It’s 10 minutes to Calvin’s birthday day; he was born in the very early morning. Along with being a verbal growth spurt, he also seems to have embraced the possibilities of the ‘terrible twos.’

Yesterday I found myself thinking, “Will someone alert him that he’s two days too soon?” He melted down spectacularly on the commute home, something he’s never done before and resulting in us getting off four busses if only to preserve the hearing of the other passengers. (He needs a T-shirt reading, “I can amplify!!!”)

I am now eager to head to bed after juggling icing his birthday cake (it looks *very* homemade, but more on that in a later post) and working late. Zzzz

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