He’s been 2 for 22 days now.

Emotionally, he turned 2 a few months ago. It’s been rough in this house – I always tell him he’s lucky he’s cute.

We never experienced the “terrible twos” with the other boys. This is a new thing for me – I think God saved it all up for Henry. We can no longer walk into stores with Henry – he screams like we’re cutting off his arm and don’t even think about trying to get his hair cut.

We’ve also been enjoying what “2″ has brought to our lives. We can take walks and Henry will hold our hands. He LOVES. LOVES. LOVES. books. He’s getting better about communicating what he wants, his pediatrician is FREAKING. OUT. about the fact that he doesn’t speak much. He doesn’t speak in 2 to 3 word sentences, so his doctor wants to send him to speech therapy. {Don’t get me started.} We’ll see where that takes us. He’s also become quite good at using a fork AND a spoon – makes for cleaner shirts

The boy is a gem. I just cannot imagine what my life would have been like without him.

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