TWO! II! deus! deuce! dos! zwei! 10!

we had a big party planned, well, we had presents and cake planned, and Bette visiting as well. I was able to get home from 24OP early for the big celebration. G would get toys and snacks, Beckie and I would get ice cream as congratulations for keeping tinyHuman alive for 730 days.

i was struggling to stay awake after the race, but G had no problems. She learned all about presents at Xmas, and was a whirlwind of energy. We let her roam the pool table to decide what present to pick. Then we would move, en masse, to the couch to open them. We still have some left; its more fun to stretch things out and work with the tinyAttentionSpan rather than be a strict constructionist.

what’s in this one?

bubbles!

cake and ice cream followed.

the next day, as soon as we woke up G immediately wanted to play with her new toys. We slept late, and normally she’d be ravenous. but i offered her everything in the fridge and she just wanted to play with her new animal toys.

i swear i did not pose this

and the train. choo-choo choo-choo. even noticeably stinky pants would not dissuade her from playing with the train; every time it came round the station i got a whiff of baby-ass, until finally i conveyed to her that Amtrak would never allow this!

toys in G’s repetoire normally go through many ebbs and flows; it is the way. but, probably starting with her wolf at xmas, she has gotten noticeably absorbed in playing with the latest and greatest toys. definitely a new thing.

this one remains precious almost 2 months later!

our bath tonight was focused in its entirety on the many new plastic floaty things. and as we write she is making a mess with new Play-Doh creations.