
I can hardly believe that little Spencie Bear turned two years old on Sunday. Since he is in Boston, I wasn't able to be with him but he was really cut when I talked to him on the phone. This is pretty much how the conversation went down:
Me: "Hi Spencie Bear! Happy Birthday! I can't believe that you are two years old! I wish that I could be there with you!"
Spencer: "Hi"
Me: "Have you had a good birthday?"
No answer. (He is just 2.)
Me: "I miss you and love you so much, and I wish that I could be there with you! What did you get--"
Spencer: "Miss you! Bye!"
After all, he did have a new toy garage to play with, but he is much more patient on the phone than Henry was at 2. Maybe it has to do with being the younger brother and trying to keep up with the big boys . . . I don't know, but happy birthday Spencer!