It is hard to believe our little Adam is already 2.
He has turned into a little spit-fire. I usually find him outside chasing the geese around or riding his scooter full speed down the hill.
Jacob, Merry and Grace all worship him. I am pretty sure he knows that and uses it to his advantage.
He is a lover of trains, trucks, airplanes and boats. Anything that moves faster than he does.
He has turned Grace's pink stroller into a demolition derby car. He races around the house crashing it into everything and everybody.
He loves to read any book about animals.
The "Wheels on the Bus" is his favorite song. He randomly belts it out at earsplitting levels.
Usually only the wheel verse and the baby verse are alternated.
He is a happy boy and we are glad he is our Adam.
Adam and his birthday cake.
His cake had a sad tale. I have a muffin pan that bakes train cars and 1 engine. While it was cooling a certain 3 year old climbed up and ate the only engine. So the coal car had to be converted to the engine. I don't think Adam really cared, but the 3 year old was in tears.
Adam and his "truck." Fortunately someone spilled bubbles on it the same day that he opened it so the noises and lights quit working.
Cake is always best when eaten alfresco.
