We had a party on Sunday, with a high density of two year olds. There was also cake, wet sand, bikes, bubbles, and chalk. Oh, and singing!
I love how delighted he looks that everyone is singing to him. It was enough to temporarily win him over to agreeing that he was, in fact, turning two. Since then he's gone back to correcting us with "No. One... half."
This morning he opened birthday presents, and then brought muffins to day care for his school buddies.

He is getting a little more "two" these days, with bouts of stubbornness, temper tantrums, possessiveness, and all that good stuff. But most of the time he's the same sweet old Graham. We love you, buddy! Seriously, how great is this kid?




