The Ball Party

Dylan is now 2 years old, well he was as of Oct 30th. But I'm busy, and so well here ya finally go. He loves balls, loves throwing them, loves playing baseball. Loves hitting others with bats and hockey sticks. Which probably isn't so much a genetic trait as much as it is just the age he is at. But I went with it, so I threw him a ball party. Just a little, family come over for pizza, party. Which, when all the family comes isn't so little of a party really!

Now let me compose a cheesy poem for your delight:

And after all is said and done

My little boy is no longer one

So mommy cuddles him extra tight

kisses him extra kisses goodnight

Knowing how soon it will be

When this little guy is turning three.