This little guy has been our main man for two whole years today. I can hardly believe how time has flown. He has become such a little chatterbox. He talks a lot about what's cooking on the stovetop, what Daddy's doing out back and his favourite people he gets to see sometimes. He has his own knock knock joke, knows a magpie from a cockatoo, an almond from a hazelnut and calls his slippers 'fritties' and we've adopted the same name for them. I melt when he tells me he loves me and runs to the door to hug Michael when he gets home. He is my reason to be and great, great love.