Choo, choo! Lincoln's TWO.

Lincoln is TWO. Wow did that go fast! This little boy is just so much fun. He loves to laugh and play games. Somehow peek-a-boo is still the funniest game ever.

He wants to do everything that big brother and sister do...and usually does pretty well at it.

I love that he can identify each person's shoes and take them to them when it's time to go. He also enjoys walking around in any shoe that is not his own because they are much easier to get on and off.

He LOVES his daddy and Brooke. Every morning when I go to get him he asks "Dada go?" I tell him he's at work. "Brooke go?" She's usually in the other room waiting for this cue to come in and greet him.

He's usually a great listener and has been able to be stroller free much more often than I remember the other two.

I don't think he's ever thrown a tantrum about having to sit in a shopping cart.

He's very social and gets big smiles from saying "hi" and "bye" to everyone. If the car next to us in the parking lot is pulling out, he's waving and saying "bye."

The theme for his birthday required no thought - this little boy LOVES trains or "choochoos" as he calls them.

Brooke and Clayton were a little bummed to find out that Lincoln could blow the candles out all by himself this year. In fact, all left over cake we ate needed a round of candles in it.

We ran a few errands at the end of the day and in the backseat we could hear Brooke telling Clayton that he was going to need to be nice to Lincoln tomorrow because he would have a terrible day. Clayton asked why and Brooke responded ever so seriously, "Because Clayton, he's two and they are called TERRIBLE TWOS!"