Well it's official, Logan has now survived TWO YEARS of life! Happy Birthday Mr. Mack!

I started a tradition last year of writing Logan a letter every year on his birthday that I can give to him when he's 18. While trying to think of what to write, I have come up with some of my favorite parts about this past year:

You've learned to walk, run, jump, climb, kick, throw and catch (thanks Katie!)
Your vocabulary has exploded! We can actually have a small conversation now at the end of each day, even if it's really short and is all about balls and choo-choos. I love knowing what your curious little mind is thinking about!

You started in Nursery (and thankfully you love to go!)
You're now a pro at flying (while you were free to fly :-) You took 6 trips with mom last year, 13 flights and she never wanted to strangle you! Well, okay, maybe once or twice...but she didn't.

You only threw toys in the toilet 3 times (sorry Maegan!) :-)
You've started saying your own prayers

You learned to use utensils and no longer throw your plate full of food on the floor (hallelujah).

I'm so proud of you baby guy. Here's hoping this year is not as terrible as everyone says it is!