Can you believe sweet little Payton is two?? I can't believe it. I mean, when he sasses me and gives me attitude I can believe he's two. When makes a mad-dash for the park and almost outruns me (complete exaggeration) I can believe he's two. When he takes Jackson down and holds his own in a wrestling match I can believe he's two.
He had a fun birthday. He loves cars. LOVES cars. They are always on his mind. He has to have a car in each hand at night when he goes to bed. If I've picked him up in the night to give him a little love, when I put him down (and he's still completely asleep) his hand instantly reaches out for Lightning McQueen. As soon as he has it he snuggles it close to him and continues to sleep like a log.
So given his love of cars, his birthday was all about cars. I even made him a cars cake. The frosting had nothing to do with the movie, but hey, it had Cars cars on there so that makes it a cars cake!! In an attempt to get him excited about potty training we also got him some big boy Cars underwear. He prefers to wear those on his head as opposed to wearing them on his buns. He'll get there though. Grandma & Grandpa McKenzie supplied Payton with more Cars paraphernalia and the boys' Easter clothes. Grandma & Grandpa Child sent Payton
So that's the run down. He's two, and we like it!