Our little punk is 2 years old now. We had a fun day pretending like that is a good thing. We went to Peter piper pizza for lunch, where she spent 20 tokens riding around on a three horse carousel. She had fun. We had a bright green cake and opened up the loot. Then we went to the park theoretically to take pictures, but in actuality to chase her around for half an hour.
It took Farr two breathes to blow out these candles. Maybe he should lay off the ciggys.
She totally cleaned up this year.
And this is what this punk did when I tried to take a nice birthday picture.
Ahh. My 2 year old.
It took Farr two breathes to blow out these candles. Maybe he should lay off the ciggys. 
She totally cleaned up this year. 
And this is what this punk did when I tried to take a nice birthday picture.
So after months of good intentions, I have finally finished my reward for...GRETEL!!! I was going to ship it today, but I wanted to wait until Farr got home so I could show him of my greatness. And oh is the greatness great. I may have it sleep in my bed tonight.
My new baby. May not look like much to you two car families out there, but I've been sans-car for about four years and it is glorious I tell you. Glorious.
