That's what he does when you ask how old he is--he throws out his hands and says "TWO!"
My very amateurish cake. It was delicious!
Poor birthday boy--he has 8 mosquito bites on his face.
He was playing in the sandbox and they attacked his face within seconds.
Beck's new markers--he asks for them constantly.
Birthday morning! Daddy's holding the birthday muffin, yum!
Beck's present--a new train table. Matt found this, and fixed it up so it looked as good as new.



















































