We are really extra super good parents

The following story is just one example of why.

"Nice save, Anabelle"!

"Way to go, dude"!

"Way to get in there"!

"Yeah, Anabelle"!

"Doing great, kiddo"!

"Nice"!!

"Way to go"!

But then after she already had the ball in hands this cute little guy from her church class kept kicking. And he kicked her finger. And she screamed. And cried. Bunches.

Be grateful there's not an audio clip to accompany this picture.

"You're fine. Shake it off. It hurts because it's cold out here. You'll be okay. Just  keep playing".
"IT REAAALY HURTS! I CAN'T MOVE MY FINGER! I THINK IT'S BROKEN!"
(Said awesome parents rolling eyes at each other).

"Anabelle, get back in your goal, here comes the ball"!
"I CAN'T. IT REALLY HURTS".
"Turn around. Here comes the ball".

"There you go! Good job. You're okay".

And she saves a few more balls because we force her to because we know that she is dramatic and that her finger is just fine.

But then it swelled up. And Braden called from the hospital to say it was broken.  "Way to go us! Parents of the year"!

Maisey's 2nd Birthday

We gave her this bear at night after her party. Because we felt like we really needed more  huge kid items that take up lots of space. Oh, but look at her face. She has cleverly named him "Big, Big, Big, Big Teddy Bear".  And she calls him that every time. 

It was so fun to watch her at her party. Because she is so fun. Everything is exciting and funny to her.

I got her this cake because of her nickname Hug Bug, which she earned for continuously giving high quality  hugs.

And I do always like to watch her eat cake. Because she really likes cake. 

We got her a $2 ball. And then she provided the entertainment for the rest of the party.

I've said it before and I'll say it again...I love age two. And I love Maisey. So I'm kind of obsessed with how much fun a 2 year old Maisey is.