Daddy is 2…

Mason and I sang Happy Birthday to Boo the morning of her actual birthday and yes we had birthday cake for breakfast.

So Kyra turned two this past Monday…and if you ask her how old she is she will say “two.”  But now she thinks everyone is “two”. So we had this interesting conversation at breakfast the other day….

I asked her how old she was and she said, “two.” Then I asked her how old is daddy and she said “two”.. This is when Mason chimed in, ” No, Kyra, Daddy is not two he is three.” He said this with confidence.  I told him that Daddy wasn’t three so Mason questioned, ” Is he four mommy? Or is he five?”

Ah to be young again… =-)