Today my little (or I should say BIG) middle man turns TWO!
I say BIG because he has always been on the “above average” charts for height and weight. In fact, he mostly hangs out in the 90 percentile! Future Denver Bronco?
On one hand, it seems like he can’t possibly be TWO already and on the other hand, it seems like he’s been terrorizing this place for eons!
I love Bents for so many reasons. He is what we call “Happy Mean”. Trust me, when he gets older, ain’t no one gonna mess with him! He can throw elbows like its nobody’s business. Nine times out of ten…when he’s being mean…he does it with a smile on his face! Just about 1% of the time he does it and actually has vicious intent behind it. But, no worries, that isn’t Bents, that is who will call “Hateful Harry”. 😉
He is my most independent child. He can get the bologna out of the refrigerator, grab the bread from the pantry and cultivate himself a nice little sandwich. He can also peel his own banana! I know that seems like such a minor detail, but P Man won’t even peel his own banana and he is 4 1/2! Ask him to go wash his hands? Sure, no problem. He can even pump the soap. When I come home from the grocery store, he immediately starts putting away my groceries. I see a great little chore chart in his near future.
I’m telling ya, he may look IDENTICAL to his father, but he definitely is Type A like mommy.
We are so blessed by his obnoxious and loving personality! I wouldn’t have asked God to make him any different! We love you Bents!
HAPPY 2ND BIRTHDAY!