No, but really...you love these trucks...
So, hey Man, maybe lets STOP LAYING ON THE FLOORS OF DIRTY PLACES LIKE DOCTOR'S OFFICES?!?!
We're still not speaking of the fact that you're going to be three tomorrow... it's, surprisingly, not because of me though! You freak out any time anyone asks you about your birthday or says the number three around you...lol..Silly Billy. So. We're going to Lowe's to prepare our back yard for this weekend's festivities that must not be mentioned. We still need so much, it's kinda funny. But. We do like the trim, and we like the slide moved over to the rubber pit...It's all going to work out. (it's all going to work out, it's all going to work out, it's all going to work out...sigh)
We rounded out the evening with Alison helping us organize and then you and I cuddled and wrestled and it actually seemed like YOU were getting emotional! You kept asking me to take pictures of the two of us! You never do that! Oh, Mister Buglet, I love you so much... Happy last night of sleeping as a two year old!...
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