Will had a birthday, so we went to the park a couple of times, sang and blew out candles a few times, ate cupcakes, and he rode his new bike.
He's officially 2 years old, and ready for some fun. His new favorite pastime is to fish my wallet out of my purse, scatter the contents under the kitchen table, along with a few things from the cupboards and drawers that he can barely reach. Every few days or so, I find the familiar pile under the table again.
