Last Friday, our youngest turned two years old. Crazy how time flies! Seems like just yesterday that Boaz was born, and then turned one.
We started the day by opening some gifts, though not all because the attention span of two-year olds is limited, and breakfast became his primary concern.
It's striking how identical they look in this.
Fireman jammies from Becca.
Singing "Happy Birthday" to himself
A box of cookies from John.
The construction plate was a gift from Miriam.
Side note: I have been receiving repeated negative comments regarding the state of our sofa. I agree, it looks terribly worn. We are putting money aside each month to buy a new one large enough to fit the whole family, without exceeding our living room, and one that will hopefully stand up to the use and abuse from the kids. Ikea sells just what we are looking for, with a 10-year warranty, and they no longer use flame retardants in their sofas. We have been set back by several critical home repairs in the last couple of months, so for the time being, please excuse the appearance of the sofa. It is still very comfortable, and we are continuing to make many great family memories on it! :)
After breakfast, as we usually do, we headed out to put flowers on the grave of Jachin, Boaz' deceased twin brother.
I was worried that Boaz would cry about balloons floating away in the sky, but he was happy to let them go,
After that, we headed to a local farm/orchard for a fun family morning.
I love how Boaz is trying to match Dad's stride.
After picking peaches, we took a train ride around the orchard, ...
... followed by a hay ride.
We got to feed some deer along the way, which scared Bo a bit.
"Uppy, Daddy, uppy!"
Dad is definitely his preferred parent at this stage.
The farm also has a petting zoo, and lots of different play areas.
Anna helping the birthday boy.
We had a special birthday lunch at Raising Cane's, before heading home for naps. My husband went to work at the office, while the youngest five kids and I all crashed, and the three big boys busily finished up some school work for the year. We are not supposed to finish for two more weeks, but hoping to be done before baby comes, I told them anyone finished last week would get a bonus of $10, or $5 for anyone done this Friday. Well, money speaks! :)
In the afternoon, the sunny skies briefly darkened and we got a nice downpour. The older kids went bike riding in the rain, while Miriam took Boaz outside to play.
After the rain stopped, Boaz came inside to open the rest of his gifts.
The shirts from Grandma were a hit.
A favorite Richard Scarry book from his two biggest brothers (our last copy has fallen apart from much use).
Construction cutlery from Anna and Stephen to match his plate.
A new pool floatie from us, which of course he immediately wanted to try out.
At bedtime, I saw Stephen on the sofa "reading" with a stack of other Richard Scarry books, which I thought was pretty cute.
When I tucked Stephen into bed that night, he asked me, "Why did Jachin die?" You would think I would be prepared for that question, but I wasn't. There is a medical answer to that question, and there is a spiritual answer to it, neither of which I felt I could adequately explain to a not-quite 4 year old. He seemed content with the answer I gave him, but it did get me thinking.
It was a very nice family day. I am so thankful for the wonderful family God has blessed us with.