My Spencer has turned two.
We celebrated his birthday by giving him cars. That’s all it took to make the little guy happy.
I made him a fire truck cake which he loved. Throughout the day he would ask for me to hold him up so he could see it.
You’ll notice that I”m only showing the cake from this one angle:
It’s because the other side of the cake isn’t frosted. I was running out of red icing and couldn’t make more since it took all of my red food coloring (at least one and a half bottles) to dye what you see here.
I love Spencer’s look in this next picture as I’m trying to light the candles. Key word here is “trying.” Turns out I’m a dunce at using lighters so Dallas had to take over in order to get the job done:
Dallas and I were so excited to give Spencer a riding car. We both longed to have one of these as a kid. Spencer showed zero excitement when he saw it and was a little terrified to drive it.
Oh well. Brooke loved it:
I was trying to get Spencer to stand by one of his twos so I could take his traditional birthday photo. He was more interested in playing with his new fire truck. Since I couldn’t get Spencer to the two, Brooke had the great idea to bring the two to Spencer:
I tried again to get another two shot. Still not the greatest:
The next day I asked Spencer to stand by the two so I could take his picture and he cooperated brilliantly:
Oh my goodness, I love this cute little face:
Other things I love about my boy:
— He’s talking and everything he says is hilarious to us. Mostly because we just don’t expect him to be able to vocalize his feelings and opinions so we’re surprised when he pipes up to add his two cents to a situation.
I turned the car on. Classical music started playing. Spencer giggled and exclaimed, “I love music!”
Another time we were getting ready for dinner. Spencer ran up to his chair and saw that Frito Bandito was on the menu. “My favorite!” he yelled.
I was cleaning the bathroom. Spencer was handing me the things that belonged back on the sink counter and was naming each one. “Soap!” (He handed me the soap.) “Lotion!” (He handed me the lotion.) Slight hesitation. “Dad’s milk!” (He handed me Dallas’s listerine.)
— He is obsessed with Caroline’s chapstick and constantly steals it from her to use. Unfortunately he can’t tell the difference between chapstick and glue sticks and routinely smears the latter all over his face as well.
— His preferred mode of movement is a gallop. He gallops everywhere and I can’t get enough of it. I’ve included video proof of his galloping cuteness. I love three things about this video – his galloping, his stopping every time a truck passes to look at it, and his little body shake at the end.