Our littlest guy Skate (aka Levi but we call him Skate because his brother decided we should when he was in utero and the name stuck) turned 2 yesterday and today he woke up with a new outlook.
When you're two....
You need to pull your weight around the house...
But, you get to eat cold pizza for breakfast...
and kick the cat...
and act sorry...
but not really mean it.
You get to take a little time out to contemplate the true meaning of repentance (while chewing pizza).
But then get up and work on your bar routine...
and stick your landing!
All the while, still eating your pizza.
Yep, all in all, it's good to be two!
