Ace Levi is 2...

This is it.  My last morning with a one-year-old.
At 1:20 pm, exactly two years ago, we welcomed Ace into our lives.  And he's been an easy, breezy slice of perfection ever since.

{You know, with the exception of the binkies.

Which will be given to the neighbor baby after this, the big birthday weekend. }

Wish us Luck!

At two years old, Mister Acers loves animals.  Especially horses.  He will spot a horse and yell, "YOOK!  Horsey MOM!"  Until I repeat back, "Yes, Acey, There's a horsey!" because saying yes just doesn't cut it these days, you know.  He is very tenacious about his sentiments being repeated verbatim.  Which is tiresome and adorable all wrapped into one.

Acer's loves his brothers.  When I get him from his crib every morning he snuggles into my shoulder and neck and says, "Hi Mommy."  Then he quickly pops his little head back up and asks about the whereabouts of the family, but most specifically, his buddies.

"Where's K-O, Mom?"

"Where's Daki?"

Be still my heart.

Ace is a carnivore.  He loves meat and will scoop hot dog bites by the handful and shove them into his cheeks like a chipmunk preparing for winter.  He prefers "meats" for every meal but we try to throw in a grape or two here and there when we can.  Aside from meat, he will eat a cookie any time of the day or a donut (or three) at any given opportunity.

Ace is typically a happy go lucky little lad, but lately, he's shown his finesse for the tantrum when he REALLY wants something.  His brothers are kind of taken aback by his recent passionate outbursts and usually cave in to his requests for whatever it is his little heart desires; and in that way, little man has sort of become the boss.

His favorite show is "Wittow Einsteins" and he knows the words to the opening song.  He also pats his lap and yells "Blast OFF!" for that little rocket ship as if his efforts are the very thing that will propel the red rocket into orbit.  He sings along to the radio even if he doesn't know the words and shimmies his little heiny or bounces to any beat we ever hear.   He's kind of like the music to my soul is what he is.

Amongst my favorite Ace phrases are:
"I want MOY Mom" & "Shut da DOY Mom"
More and Door are so cumbersome, you know?
And I love/heart/adore/gush over the way he says, alligator.  It's unmatched in cuteness and not even remotely close to being correct.... "Agony-n" or "Agonine".
Swoon.

There's about a zillion perks to being this little dude's Mom.  But mostly, you should just know that this kid is made up of unearthly amounts of goodness.  And no lie, up until about a month ago, I said firmly, "NO MORE BABIES." 

And now?

If you could promise me they'd all be like little man Ace a' Spades... I'd have at least three more.



Oh Ace Face, Happy Second Birthday to YOU!
We're so glad you're ours.
May TWO bring you double the fun, little one.