But then I had a baby boy. Blue and green and brown. Trucks, tractors, trains. And let me tell you, there is nothing like it. Those people who say you can never find cute boy clothes? I think they are not looking in the right places. Boy clothes are plentiful and a special kind of darling.
Boys aren't better than baby girls; not by a long shot. It's just so different and unexpected and wonderful. Impossible to guess until you get to have one.
My baby boy turned two on Saturday. You would know that if I was up on my blogging. My regular laptop needs a new charging cord and this old one is so slow and crotchety I like to use it as little as possible.
To record Christian's birthday festivities, though, I will endure.
I draw two things for him every day: a train and a bus. Then he turns the page in the notebook and I draw another train and another bus. He turns the page and...you get the picture.
So for his birthday gifts we got him a Playmobil bus and a board book with the song "The Wheels on the Bus." We sing "Wheels on the Bus" every night at bedtime. (Along with "God is so Good," because we like a variety in our musical genres.)
For lunch we went to a restaurant that is a grilled cheese sandwich shop on a bus, and at suppertime he got a bus on top of his cupcake cake. Best Mother Award in the Bus Theme Birthday Category? Yes.
|stick a bus on a cupcake and call it good|
|birthday dinner with the grandparents|
|first use of the You Are Special plate|
|the driver on the bus says "move on back"|
|'mommy put the bus on the cake but I want it'|
I leave you with this warning: beware of little boys. They will steal your heart clean away.
You will probably never get it back.