Happy 2nd Birthday my sweet dear Armadillo! I cannot believe that my little baby boy is 2 years old today. It doesn't seem that long ago when I first held you in the hospital. I remember being so fearful of dropping you. You were so tiny! I couldn't believe that the hospital was going to let your daddy and me take you home, without ANY supervision. I was thinking, "Don't we have to pass a test or something?". I need a license to drive a car, but not to take care of a precious little baby. It was and still is a tremendous, but awe-inspiring responsibility.
So much has changed since we brought you home. You've gone from not being able to hold your head up to running around with the turbo button on. I recall having your daddy be the first to change your diaper. I was so terrified of putting it on wrong. These days I could change your diaper blindfolded and with one hand tied behind my back. No longer are you simply babbling or cooing. You are exploding with words left and right. Your daddy and I love that you are now saying "Ded-dy Ded-dy" and "Ma-ma Ba-Ba". We adore your kisses and hugs, and cherish each one you so freely give.
My armadillo, you have grown into a beautiful, delightful, and charming little boy. I am thankful that you are in our lives and we treasure every minute. [This is where my eyes are starting to tear ... ]
I love you my "sweet-pea-potato-pot-pie".
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