So being a parent really is a busy job...

I know I've dropped off. Like seriously dropped off. I wish I had some grand excuse other than I have just been lazy. Lazy and busy, really. Lots has changed since my last entry. We've cruised by the infant stage unscathed (depending on who you ask) and have officially found ourselves in the midst of toddlerhood. Life has changed, my friends, and I'm kind of feeling like I've been tossed into the ocean when I've clearly been used to hanging out in the baby pool. Corbin officially turns 2 on Thursday the 6th of October. As in a week from today. I'm not really sure how that happened, but here we are. If you ask me, I think someone has swapped out my sweet newborn with this running, talking, completely crazy little ball of fire. Time has gone that fast. I guess when I was pregnant with him, I never imagined that he would be a toddler. Somehow, he would always be that sweet little infant, cooing up at me, or sleeping sweetly in my arms. Now, he's got spunk, and personality, and preferences! He can tell me all kinds of funny things, at least I think they're funny - I have a hard time deciphering what he says sometimes. It's just amazing, though, how quickly they become little boys. It's cliche, yes, I know. But, it has happened.