I can't believe this dude is going to be two in less than three weeks. He's an animal. He has the worst table manners of any kid on the planet and blames his toots on anyone else in the room. He also gives the best hugs possible and will respond with "I love you, TOOOOOOOO" when you tell him that you love him. He counts to ten (one, two, purple, ten); knows all of his colors (when in doubt he calls it purple); and demands the "Hop Hop song" and to be shown as many school buses as possible every time we are in the car. He eats nothing, yet in-explicitly has enough energy for break dancing and ninja climbing the stairs. He will tell the same knock-knock joke 8,000 times in a row and think it's hilarious every time (knock, knock; who's there?; train; train who?; choo-choo train!)
I can't even remember what life was like without him.