The kiddo turns 2. We never thought we’d survive 2 weeks, let alone 2 years, but by the grace of God here we are in a very different place from 2 years ago.
Now instead of night feeds, it is the denial of night feeds. And the endless fascination the journey brings - yesterday while Faith and I were discussing whether or not to go to Suntec City, she just walked up and said “hey, wanna go to Suntec.”
It wasn’t a question.
They call it the “terrible twos”. It’s always terrible. But it’s also always amazing, filled with laughter and more joy than any of us ever deserves.
