Oliver Clayton Royal is Twenty-Five months old!

So how long can I keep counting months? I originally thought two years old would be the cutoff, but I just can't do it! I had a hard time letting go of counting days, then a hard time letting go of counting weeks, and now I am having an even harder time letting go of counting months. It feels like if I stop counting months, my baby will have officially grown into a big boy. I think it is happening whether I count months or not, but I am still holding out at this point! Regardless of how I keep track of it, I learned this morning that I can no longer wish Oliver a birthday monthly unless I come prepared. After I wished him a happy birthday he asked me where the cake was...too funny! Check out his 25 month pictures.

At some point while playing in the school bus, Oliver stepped out of the school bus and proceeded to run half way across the park. Hardly anyone was around, so I followed further behind then usual and let him be independent and check out whatever had peaked his interest. He stopped at this tiny pink flag. It is funny, what is interesting to a two year old is something we might just look past as adults. I thought he looked so big standing on this hill all by himself!