Two.

Max will be TWO on Wednesday. I can't believe he's two. We had family over and celebrated my baby that's not a baby anymore. Bitter-sweet.

I try and keep his birthday parties separate from all things Christmas, but couldn't resist these candy cane treats when I discovered them.

The theme of the party could have been sugar.

This is my favorite picture of of Max, blowing out his candle. He tries so hard to blow and while unsuccessful, its the cutest thing ever to watch.

We all sang to Max. And then again to Noah.

And then again to Mason.

Max ate treats until he was ready to pass out.

He loved all his gifts and especially this toy kitchen. Unfortunately he was quickly demoted to sous-chef by the bigger boys.

He was content just playing with the toy food. For hours.

And then he lounged the night away in his new chair from grandpa and grandma.

I think he's going to like two.