The Sands of Time

For those of you who might not know, Rory does not like sand. Kind of odd for a kid, I realize, but what can I say? Rory has NEVER been your run of the mill child. Even when we went to Hawaii, land of beautiful white sand beaches, we ended up having to lay towels down strategically so that his feet never touched the ground. I'm sure people were walking by shaking their heads at our crazy towel configurations...

Since then, it has been sort of a mission of mine to make Rory get over his fear of sand. My mom found him a turtle sand box (who didn't have a turtle sand box as a kid!) and several times a week, Rory and I have been "practicing" playing with sand. At first, his reaction went a little something like this:

"EEEW ICKY!"



But we kept working on it, starting with putting one hand in the sand, then two, and then finally -FINALLY - last week, he SAT DOWN IN THE SAND! And he didn't freak out!

I, of course, had to get photographic evidence:









Hurray, Rory!

24 Month Newsletter (or Rory's 2nd Birthday Blog)

Dear Rory,

Well, I am now officially the mother of a two year old! You had a WONDERFUL time at your birthday party - we had it at Gymboree, which is your favorite place in whole world at the moment - and 8 of your little friends came to celebrate with you. You loved being the center of attention and I just wanted to burst watching you prance around with a big huge smile on your face. It was worth every last penny.

Here are your twin buddies, Yash and Neil:


Here is your girlfriend, Avery:


Here you are main-lining sugar in the form of apple juice before stuffing your face with pizza:


Yup, it truly was an awesome party.

Now, as your mama, I know that it's important for you to learn that birthdays are not supposed to be all about the presents, but my God, child! You made out like a bandit! You even got your own house!





You also got a cool little scooter that came with knee pads, elbow pads and a toddler helmet (which barely fits your above average sized noggin, but it sure looks cute!).



(Notice in the picture above that even though you are now the ripe old age of two, your shirt is still covered in drool...)

And don't forget your Dora Backpack and Video Camera (yes, you are a Dora fanatic, and no amount of coaxing from your father can get you to start watching Diego instead!)



Little man, I'm so happy that you enjoyed your birthday - watching you live it up with your pals is definitely one of the perks of parenthood.

Have I mentioned lately how glad I am to be your mama?



Love,
Mom

An Early Birthday Present...