Birthdays can be rough, especially when you don't even know what one is yet.
However, cupcakes make many things better.
Corwin's 2nd birthday party, phase 1: day care.
Corwin sharing a moment with Elmo.
Trying out his moves with Uncle Derek's dancing shoes.
"Okay, it looks like the directions say that you're supposed to..." "Okay, mom, I've got it..."
Boy in the bubble.
Pop-up piranhas!
We don't remember whose idea the candles in the nose was, but clearly it was a brilliant one. (So to speak.)
Fortunately, Corwin agreed.
Grandpa Guy explaining the etiquette of birthday cakes.
"I can't believe they're actually _giving_ me fire."
"That's right, Corwin--blow, don't spit!" (You have no idea how hard that idea was to get across.)
*judiciously* "Not bad, not bad at all."
It takes time to get used to Derek...
...but eventually...
...he can be fun.
Corwin demonstrates his recently acquired prowess at opening presents. Meanwhile, Holcomb wonders why Corwin gets a birthday so soon after Christmas.
You know, it's kind of disturbing how well that works.
Exploring the possibilities.
Christine is justifiably pleased with her geometric prowess.
Corwin contemplates round pegs and round holes. (We decided to start him off easy.)
Dick demonstrates some of the more elaborate possibilities.
"I've got a bike, you can ride it if you like..."
I hypothesized that he could entirely fit inside one leg of my pants at this point. Yup.
Corwin: "So there I was, surrounded on all sides...". Gail: "(You know, I think I've heard this one before.)"