Today he is two. How fast two years have come and gone. His busy hands, his running feet, his joyous screeches. He has filled this house.
I cannot imagine a quieter time without him. I cannot remember the monotony of life at such a such a slow pace. He is my life. My days that go fleeting by without so much of a moment to myself. I would not change a thing, for he is my heart, out here, walking around, stomping in mud puddles. God Bless the little boys.