Happy Birthday Little Man

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.