Thanksgiving Birthday Boy

Our little Leif turned two years old today! We spent a few days at Great Grandma and Great Grandpa's house, so he had a delightful day playing with the toy tractors, running around outside, and being silly. About the time that we were having Thanksgiving dinner, Leif decided he wanted to be a grumpy goose so he ate a little bit, but mostly he wandered around the house or laid on the floor pouting. We waited a few hours to have pie then we put candles in a pumpkin pie and let Leif blow them out. It took him a few tries to get both candles out and he seemed to be more interested in the whipped cream and ice cream than the actual pie, but he did eat some and liked it.

 On Saturday, we went down to visit my family. My mom and stepdad had a planes party for Leif, which he was very excited about. They had little toy planes hanging from the ceiling fan that flew around above his green plane cake. Asher was happy to help Leif with his presents. He was good about letting Leif open the presents and didn't interfere too much, but later when it came to actually playing with the toys, he wasn't so generous as to let Leif play with his own toys. We make all toys "everyone's" toys anyway though, so we are just trying to help them be good about sharing and taking turns with the toys. One of my favorite parts of the party was my grandma blowing out the candles with Leif. I actually think that she was the one that blew out the candles, but he thought he was the one that did it. Again, he happily enjoyed his ice cream while mostly ignoring his cake.

Leif is getting so big. He is great at talking. He speaks in 5 or 6 word sentences a lot of the time and almost all of it intelligible, but that might just be because I'm his mom and listen to him all the time. Leif loves to walk up to me and say "you sewing mom?" or "you washing dishes mom?". He is also a little love bug and says "I love you, mom" all the time. Leif loves to help me around the house- particularly with washing dishes. As soon as he sees me at the sink, he pushes a stool over and tries to get in on the action too. Most of the time he just hold dishes that I already have in the drying rack under the water or takes dishes that aren't clean yet and puts them in the drying rack, but he's trying to be a helper.
I can't believe this sweet little guy has been with us for two years already- where did the time go?