The terrible two's have arrived. We celebrated Tripp's second birthday in true Tripp fashion with lots of pop, playing at the park and candy. He had a great time, when the cake was gone, the presents put up, and all the company back on the road to the land of the normal's (Tulsa) Tripp finally surrendered to his exhaustion and caved for a nap at 6:00 p.m. He got way too many toys as usual, but loved them all, so I can't really complain. No offense to any other gifts he received, but my favorite had to be his big boy bed, for completely selfish reasons of course. Hoooooooray, no more sleeping in bed with Mama and Daddy! That's almost as exciting as the day he was born, someone explain to me why we don't celebrate the moving to your own bed with more pomp and circumstance? It truly is a right of passage for both the child and the parents.
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