Although it now seems like a while ago, as Typepad was down for almost a week (and therefore no blogging,) little Jude turned two a couple of weeks ago. We were at the beginning of our spring break and had made our first stop to Washington DC to see family. It was a most lovely Spring day. Sunny, breezy. It was probably the first coat-free day the city had had in months. Jude brought the warmth with him I do believe.

While I don't think he really understood what was going on for most of the day, he did understand that chocolate covered cake that was laid before him. And he did know how to blow out his two candles. And he certainly knew how to get that fork full of cake into his mouth–over and over again. Whether he knew why we were celebrting him was no matter. As we sang Happy Birthday to him, I could see in his eyes that he knew we were singing for him, loving him, and perhaps he could see in mine just how grateful I am to have such a beautiful little boy in my life.