My 2 Month Photo Shoot... oh and Phin was there too for his 2-year photo shoot

Time flies, a few weeks back I turned two months old.  And yes, people still stop on the street to look at my hair and coo at my cuteness.  Back when I took Mom, Dad, and Phin camping (at only 1.5 months old), I learned a few things; but, of all of my new findings, I learned that I am usually happiest outdoors.  While I love snuggling with Mom in my room, playing on my playmat in the basement, and crying on Dad's shoulder, I enjoy the fresh air and sweet breezes that only Mother Nature can offer the most (especially when combined with any of my other favorites). 

So, to celebrate my 2-month birthday and to take photos, I kindly requested an outdoor nature setting.  Phin suggested that we return to Huntleigh Meadows Park near our house - a site we visited while I was still calmly resting in the womb (see the old photos in the 2nd half of this album before the fire trucks).

It turned out to be a beautiful day in the park, with limited sight of other visitors.  I loved the serene strolls down the boardwalks and over the marshes.  It was so peaceful.  Be sure to check out all of my photo shoot photos (oh, and Phin's two's too). Haha two too (tutu).

Happy, but sleepy baby on a boardwalk over the marshes



Whasssup.  Dad just taught me how to stick out my tongue - so much fun. 
|PS - grandma made me this blanket, it has a hood.  Thanks G-ma

I love my mommy

Phin, doing what he does best, acting silly

Lots of Love,
Amelia

Happy Second Birthday to Me!

That's right, I'm two.  I'm the biggest and oldest I've ever been.  Saweet.  

I was talking with mom the other day (that's what two year olds do, we talk).  Here's how the conversation went:

Mom:  How old are you?
Me: Two.
Mom: Are you officially a big guy now?
Me: No.
Mom: (puzzled) Are you a baby?
Me: No.
Mom: (even more puzzled/curious) What are you?
Me: I'm a Big Brother.

Now that I'm two, I'm not sure that I'm a Big Guy.  I think I might have grown past being a Big Guy.  I don't know what's next, but I'm probably there.  So, in the meantime, I may just refer to myself as a Big Brother.  Heck, I go to school and I have a blue bicycle and a red scooter (and a helmet), I gotta be bigger than a Big Guy. 

For all you little/younger guys and gals that read this blog, turning two was pretty fun.  Much better than when we celebrated being 1-week old.  Oy, that was losey.  At two, the only thing that we cut are my nails and hair (and a rug, when Moves Like Jagger is playing).  When I turned two, family came in town and we partied with my friends!  I took Nana & Papa and Grandma & Grandpa to my favorite parks.  I invited all my friends to the Alexandria Soft Playroom - a giant room with a ball pit and large cushions I can jump on.  We ate my first cupcake (I had two bites, too sweet).  We played with dig trucks.  We had a lot of fun.  Whew, I'm tired from all the excitement still. 

Anyway, below are a few of my favorite photos, but you can check the rest out here.

On the carosel at Clemyjontri park with Papa

Party time!  The spread

Family Portrait

Peace out,

Phin