Happy Birthday, Sammy!

By the time you turned two:

1. You loved choo-choos, pointing out carwashes, eggs, your brother Jack,and anything blue.
2. In the morning, you would greet Dad by saying, "Hey, Dad" in a low, monotone voice that sounded more like an adult man's. I think it cracked us up so much because it was so different from your brother's greeting.
3. I would give you "seat treats" as an incentive to get into your carseat all by yourself. You started calling all candy "seat treats," which confused a lot of kids and adults around you.
4. You gave your pacifier a name, Boppy, which scared the crap out of your parents who were trying to figure out a way to get rid of the pacifier. Now that it has a name...well, needless to say, you still suck on that darned thing at bedtime.
5. Loved all men. I'm not sure why, but you bonded so quickly with them--strangers, family, friends--it didn't matter. I am, however, sure that you suspected most women were going to snatch you out of my arms.
6. were the most polite child ever. You learned to say "thank you" and "excuse me" at 18 months and used them appropriately without prompting.
7. knew exactly where the pharmacy was at every Target store, and began asking for a sucker when we were within a 3-aisle radius.
8. basically potty-trained yourself. People were amazed that such a little guy was trained so young, and I tried to give you all the credit because you really deserved it. Now you are a pottying expert!
9. You would go along with almost any scheme Jack dreamed up, and Jack loved you for it. You were Robin to his Batman, Mini-me to his Dr. Evil. When you got out of line, he middle-named you, but you always kept your cool.
10. Were a bright spot in our day, with your sweet smile and faux-hawk hairdo you marched to the beat of your own drum. We love you, our little Sam-Sam! Happy Birthday!