Journaling: Some dread what has been called the “terrible two's.” This has certainly not been my experience with you. Granted, you have dumped about $22 worth of liquid soap and beauty products onto the floor, to which your frugal mom tried to scoop as much of it back into the container with a spoon as she could. But this is just a drop in the bucket compared to the joy you've brought us over the last 2 1/2 years. In fact, I'd like to rename this age the “terrific two's.” You are a loving, generous, and cooperative little boy. Your generous nature comes a surprise to your big sister, as she has finally come to realize that she can usually get what she wants from you by simply asking politely. You adore your sister, though you are only able to pronounce the last syllable, so it comes out “ehh.” Your not quite ready for the little bible class, which is fine with me because I love having you cuddle in my lap upstairs. But at home you cherish your “me time.” You turn your light on and play with your cars when you wake up. If I go in there to greet you before your ready for me, you say “no, bed,” and I obediently close the door until you call for me. I guess I'm greedy to say I want 8 more little kids like you, but having just one makes me cherish you all the more. Thank you for being such a joy to us.