Look how far we've come...

Fletcher turned 2 years old on Wednesday, June 24, and it really does seem like just yesterday that he shocked us with his early arrival. I was amazingly calm when they told me he had to be delivered 8 weeks ahead of schedule. I really don't think I ever considered the possibility that he wouldn't be okay.

He was only 2lbs 15.5 oz, but he always had a full head of hair!

Yes, those are my hands, although they look like Man-hands from Seinfeld compared to him.

As I look back through our pictures, it's amazing to see how much he's changed. Here are a few of my favorites.

He's always wanted to be in the middle of the action, so this seat got a lot of use.

I remember trying to take this picture, and he kept falling over on the couch.

No one has ever accused him of being shy.

One of my favorite shirts he out grew way too fast!

Once he could crawl, he was into everything.

One of the first attempts at self feeding.

This is probably still my favorite picture, and I took it by accident!

At two years old, he is pretty laid back and we get comments all the time about his hair. But he is so grown up compared to the tiny baby in the box I visited in the NICU.

He LOVES Elmo...

and his daddy. We went to the baseball game for Father's Day.

Happy Birthday Fletcher!

It's not a box!

Fletcher has a tendency to get hooked on a book and will beg you to read it over and over and over. One of his current favorites is Not a Box by Antoinette Portis, where a rabbit pretends that a box is everything from a mountain to a rocket ship, he shows that a box will go as far as the imagination allows. Well, Fletcher got a new car seat yesterday, but he was more excited about the box it came in.

He got in it as soon as it was empty and played there for almost an hour.

Once I grabbed the camera, he had to make faces....

but ended up blowing kisses.

When I put him to bed last night, he immediately ran for the book squealing and pointing down stairs. Now I don't have the heart to throw it away!

Memorial Day Weekend

We had a wonderful visit with friends for the holiday weekend. Rob and Tammy brought their little girl, Tatum, and uncle Mitch made the trip too. We had fun at the beach.

It was a little overcast and there was huge gully. Perfect for the kids.

Fletcher managed to find some toys to play with.

He also got his first card lesson from uncle Rob.


He's a natural!

I always wanted a boy!

I am not a girly girl and the thought of hair bows and princess cartoons has never been appealing. From the moment I started to feel Fletcher move, he has been active. So much so that I joked at my last baby shower that he wanted out. Talk about mother's intuition! Well, Fletcher has not disappointed me. He's 100% BOY! He's daring and curious, constantly exploring and checking things out. With every new thing, he wants to climb it, take it apart or find the danger factor. We have to barricade the stairs, so he doesn't fall, but he has found a way to climb them anyway.

He's up 6 stairs up in this video, which makes him taller than me. The first time I saw him do this I freaked, and he looked at me like I was crazy to worry. He has no fear. When we go to the playground, he has to go for the tallest slide first, and I better not think about helping him!

This is one of his favorites, a big spiral tube. I can't even see him once he gets to the top.

He rarely lets the scabs on his knees heal before he gets new scrapes, and he always has a bump or a bruise somewhere. However, he rarely whines about it. He just gets up, brushes himself off and gets back to it. Just last week, he chipped his front tooth in the bathtub reaching for a sponge I left on the side. He cried for less than 2 seconds, then grabbed the sponge.

He loves to build things and then knock them down. We recently got him these giant legos for just that purpose.

He's becoming really independent and quite resilient now that he is almost 2years old! The best part is that he's very sweet and loving. He gives sloppy kisses and bear hugs!