If I only had this picture to remember Luke's birthday I'd be happy. I just love it and love him.
Celebrating this little boy being two was loads of fun for all of us. We celebrated with family a few days before, since Grandpa and Grandma were heading out of town.
That cake was 100% worth the hand cramping and hands that looked a little like the Hulk for a while. It's such a relief when a cake turns out exactly how I planned. Success!
Luke took this whole candle blowing/birthday singing thing very seriously. He actually loves the birthday song and had been singing it to himself all day.
Our families. Oh, they are such good gift givers.
Months ago he turned his shopping cart into a lawn mower. More recently he decided that one of his ride on cars was a riding lawnmower, and his popper toy was an edger. Lawn work is serious business around here.
It was a great night of celebration. Having so much family close by is a gift in itself. I love that we get to share so many of these sweet moments with them.
Four days later, on the 25th, Luke woke up to pancakes with sprinkles and a family who made a huge deal that it was his actual birthday. I thought there might be some jealousy, but Noah was truly happy that Luke was turning two.
After breakfast the boys and I headed downtown to the railroad museum.