This past weekend, we took our 2 year old son bowling for the first time. It took him a few times, but he eventually understood the point of the "game." He loved every minute of it and didn't want to put the ball away when it was time to go. <3<3
There's nothing I love more than the simple joy that comes from watching my son eat a cupcake. There's nothing dainty or clean about the way he eats a cupcake. It covers his face, hands, sometimes his hair, and usually his clothes. I don't care how messy he gets as long as I get to see him smile and say "mmm" after every bite he takes!