Happy Birthday Baby Ty!

So I guess I need to stop calling him baby Ty... he's not really a baby anymore. He's so funny. He found Logan's old worn out snow boots in the coat closet, and he puts them on and stomps around the house. I guess it's a good thing that he doesn't really realize it's his birthday, because I haven't even done any shopping for him yet. No cake, no party... no nothing. Hopefully we'll be celebrating in the near future. He's been such a mama's boy lately that I can't leave him with anyone to even go do his own birthday shopping without him screaming his little head off. I should have planned ahead a little better, but I'm afraid my brain just isn't in plan ahead mode lately... Anyway, none of us can imagine our little family without Mr. Grouchy Pants. He's really not grouchy all the time... most of the time he's so much fun. Happiest of days to you our little Ty! We all just love you so much.