Two

My baby is Two. And I'm honestly having a hard time believing it. Cash is at such a fun age. He finds so much excitement in the littlest things, and is learning so many new things every single day. He now talks in short sentences, which makes communication a breeze. My fave thing he says is: "I luf you" and when he "sings" You are my Sunshine, it is in my opinion the cutest thing ever. He's becoming more independent, gaining more courage and confidence to try new things, trying and liking new foods (especially if they can be dipped in ketchup or ranch), and getting even cuter (if that was even possible). He is still very much into trains. Isn't a fan of stuffed animals that sing/make noise. If he gets hurt, he will request a kiss. If he's tired, he will insist on a nap. If he's hungry or bored, he'll demand a "Snack!" He's a bit particular, and he prefers to be the one to turn on/off the lights, to give his brother a kiss goodnight, to wear a bib, put his milk back in the fridge, have his hands sanitized, etc. I love all of his quirky little traits. He spent the last couple weeks as a One year old with RSV, and dealing with a horrible cough and regular breathing treatments. We're hoping the start of his 2nd year is a healthy one. He is 27 lbs, which is the 25th percentile for weight, and is in the 90th percentile for height. Cash brings so much joy into my life.