Stewart is TWO!! - And Memorial Day

My little baby boy is no longer a baby, he is a little boy! Although I don't think he quite understood what was happening, he was so happy the whole day. I mean - who wouldn't be when you get new toys and play at the park, and are surrounded by cousins all day. May 27th turned out to fall on Memorial Day this year which was so fun to have Paul home all day and be able to celebrate with the family traditions we do every year. Stewart opened his gift in the morning which was a little lawn mower. He is always so fascinated when he sees people mowing the lawn and he always follows Paul or I around the yard when we are using ours. But now he thinks it is pretty awesome that we has one of his very own. 

Then we were off to Logan to the Stewart family reunion at the park. Despite the warmer temperatures and the brightly shining sun, it never fails to be windy and chilly in that covered tunnel. Every year I wish I would have thought of jackets. Next year they will be packed for sure, even if it says it will be 80 degrees!

I am so excited that Stewart and Paul have each other as little buddies. They were out in the field or on the basketball court playing for hours. Paul is such a patient, sweet daddy and I couldn't ask for anyone better than him to help me teach, raise, and have fun with our kids. Stewart's already getting the frisbee throwing down. Can't imagine how good he will be in just a few years. 

Then we headed to Centerville for some Heslop family time and a bbq. Lily was in heaven playing "Life" with the big kids. She was even doing quite well :)

Last but not least for the day, was the cake! Stewart was SOO incredibly proud of himself that he blew the candle out all by himself. Probably safe to say it was the highlight of his day. I had grand plans to make a cute basketball cake, but a few disasters later and a long busy day, he ended up with a lopsided-circular blob. I kinda felt like a terrible mother because of the crazy pressures and expectations we mothers give ourselves, especially on our childrens' birthdays. But I decided to move past it because for one, Stewart could care less at this point and two, there is always next year!