Clayton turns two yesterday.
Personally, this seems a challenging age. When you think he's all happy by himself with his blocks, he'll be screaming for attention next.
What I find it tough to cope is the constant screams - he's discovering another way to grab our attention. He's been having this husky voice every now and then since he began those sharp pitches.
It's been wonderful watching him grow in the last 2 years. There were lots of laughter, joy, fun, tears and pain. But, the smile on his cute little face as we sing 'Happy Birthday to Clayton' is unbelievably special.
Well, he got to eat his first piece of cake yesterday. And he enjoyed it very much. The beginning of 'junk' food.
Happy Birthday, my dear boy.
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