Two

Having only recently developed any sense of birthdays (Bayboh did sing "happy happy to" when I uncharacteristically lit a candle for the dinner table shortly after the spate of spring birthdays at our house), turning two is always a happy if slightly bewildering surprise that really doesn't suffer at all from living out of a hotel preparing to move across the country.  A special "hat", a single string of flags, a new teether toy, and a cupcake.  What more does a birthday need?

A mighty struggle as Mommy tries to keep control of the plate until we can get through "Happy Birthday!"