Up until this afternoon, he was telling everyone that he was almost two. But officially, he is two.
Today was a sunny day, cold and crisp, brilliant in the sunlight. So bright, he wore his new sunglasses all day. I wish I had a photo of that.
He came to us on a snowy day during the year of the snowpocalypse. We debated between Beckett and the name we chose, Carver. Mister read quotes from Samuel Beckett (oh doom and gloom how I love you so, but whoa) and George Washington Carver (create! go forth! spread your knowledge! believe!). We went for the inventor and educator, the optimist.
We can both be mamas, his sister said. They are a sight, these two pushing their babies around the neighborhood.
Everyone needs a quiet moment to read and reflect.
Papa found a hobbie horse for our horse lover.
I'm a princess! I'm a princess! Our princesses before an outing to visit friends.
A boy, some bling, and a pile of dirt. How I miss that garden and the digging they did.
With his uncle at the airport. Hey! You'd never know he'd been up for hours. And hours. Aren't they hunky?
Yes, I have the power.
Little boy waiting to be a big boy.
With Juniper in school, we have time to explore just the two of us. We've made a few trips to the museum. Someone likes the Africa wing a lot. I mean, a lot.
Riding on S'mores.
I love this boy. He is hilariously funny. Daring. Obstinate. He is cheerful, even at 6:15am, or maybe especially before dawn breaks when we bring him into bed with us, ever hopeful he'll sleep a few minutes more. He never does. He's too interested in poking my armpit or talking to his papa in the dark. Now, he likes to give us kisses and do noses, noses.
Carver can talk up a storm and sometimes our conversations are surreal.
Mister: I can't find that book right now.
Carver: I can't find that book right now, either.
His favorite foods: ramen, soba noodles, sushi, nut butter and jelly, green beans. Please, hold the zucchini (that's my boy) and any cut up meat. Chicken leg, yes! Chicken anything else, no.
Today, Nana and I took him to the American Museum of Natural History to see the dinosaurs. He didn't want Gus the polar bear or the penguins at the Central Park Zoo, he wanted dinosaurs.
That's another post. 😉
Happy birthday, our beautiful boy. We will always love you, no matter what.