Happy Birthday Ezra!

My baby is TWO!
Ezra is officially out of babyhood!
He has reached the terrible twos (in fact, I believe he is ahead of the curve and reached them some time ago).
I am a teensy bit sad that he is no longer a baby.
Has that gloom translated into the desire for a third baby?
Hell to the no.
Someday ...
Anyway, even though my sweet newborn has grown into a crazy, monster-child I just can't get enough of him.
He is so funny.
He is so stinkin' handsome.
And all boy, thru and thru.
He loves trucks, tractors, airplanes, basically anything that goes vroom.
He also loves destruction, hitting things with sticks, getting dirty, jumping off anything that will make me scream, electronics, and antagonizing Ryan.
He toots ... on purpose ... and then laughs.
He loves movies and can aptly work all of our home theater equipment.

And now, onto the inevitable: a little reminiscing.

On this blistering day two years ago, Ezra came screaming into this world (well, perhaps that was me or coulda been the newbie EMT who requested to observe his first live birth).
Right from the start, he was a good baby, very happy.
And still is.
Look at that sweet face, and Ezzy is so absolutely adorable too.

My babies are always so bald. Look at that snot-shoot ... he definitely got that from me.

Today we took him to the beach to celebrate his b-day and beat the heat. He loved it. Both the kids had a blast, until Ryan had to go the bathroom and we spent 10 minutes trying to convince her to squat in the ocean. That ended with everyone in tears and a trip to the nastiest port-a-potty on the entire Oregon coast.

This is pre-potty discussion. She spent the first 20 minutes splashing and boogie-boarding in the frigid water, and she liked it.

Ezra snacked with Grandma on the rocks. The tide was very high so we camped out up here.

After returning from the beach, we had a little fiesta outside on the lawn with prezzies and cupcakes. It was 342 degrees inside our apartment so we opted to party in the lot. Look at that face, tell me that isn't the cutest mug you ever saw!

Was not a fan of the party favors, which is why we kept blowing them in his face, hehe.

He is playing with the frosting not snuffing out the candles with his fingers. He got a soccer ball and a new puzzle for his birthday.
Happy Birthday Ezra, my sweet snuggler, my life is so much sweeter because of you.
We love you SO much.
Thank you for being our baby.