This guy is 2 and kind of a big deal.
Being 2 means being able to open your own presents.
Got my own ride.
My puppy goes with me everywhere, even when I'm feeding goats.
All my grandparents made it my party including Grandma Ginny.
Grady milking a fake cow.
They can do anything with cakes these days.
Big shout out to all my friends who made it to the party, even though it was a cold day.
It was pretty exciting to go to my first t-ball practice. When I left the house it looked like I was right-handed.
Later that got a little confusing. Maybe I'm a lefty?
My best friend Tresyn is on the team and he could care less which hand I throw with.
See all those kids in the background? I'm about to own them. While they're all not paying attention, I'm locked in.
A big part of the neighborhood hunt is that the purple eggs are for the little kids.
Checking out how much damage we did.
Mom got us a sweet egg-coloring kit.
It came with stickers too, which makes it more awesome.
Oh hi, just sampling the chocolates.
It's always a treat when cousins meet.
Once again we got snow late in March. If you ask us, that's just fine.
Not only does it mean building a snow man, but there is also backyard sledding.
And smashing snow in Dad's face.
Spring means yard work. And taking a break for a drink.
Fortunately we had the perfect truck for the job.
Nothing is ever as easy as it's supposed to be.
Dad said we should waterproof the fence, we heard go spray the fence with water. We sure did good.
Sometimes accidents happen. As usual I declined a band-aid.
The good news is that this happened at school and had nothing to do with Dad.
If you want to know the details just ask me. I didn't let the doctor do anything without explaining it first.
Three stitches was the damage. Hopefully I get a cool scar so the ladies can ooh and aah over it.
So tough.
