Well, not yet, anyway. This weekend, though. I can’t believe Charlotte is almost two. Goddamn do I feel old. And before one of you says “Hey! You made a post like this last year when she turned 1! What kind of crap is this?” Well, to answer your question, this is the finest third-rate blog that money can do nothing with. So yeah, I’m gonna make another post pretty similar to what I posted last year. If you don’t like it that’s fine. Go start your own blog.

For those of you who don’t mind a similar post, thanks for hanging around and for putting up with my bullshit. So without further adieu, let us get on with it, shall we!

Yes, Charlotte will be two this weekend. Her birthday party is on her actual birthday too, which rarely happens because of both Elizabeth and myself working and what not. A during the week party is a deathwish and a party at night is asking for the apocalypse to occur. So instead of trying to deal with all of this, a Saturday party makes the most sense. If you ask Charlotte how old she is going to be she will tell you that she will be one of the following:

• Orange
• Balloon
• Nuit nack (How she says “Fruit Snack”)
• One
• Einsteins (She loves the show “Little Einsteins”)

Every now and then, she’ll say that she will be two, but usually, it’s one of the above. If you ask her what she wants at her party, she will give you the following answers 99% of the time:

• Friends
• Cake
• Ice cream
• Presents
• Balloon

Friends is almost always the top answer, followed by cake, and then ice cream. Presents is never the first thing she says, which makes me feel good because unlike her father, she’s not a greedy jerk who only likes birthdays for the gifts (at least not yet, anyway). Her party should be a good time though, I am sure I’ll be busy making sure kids do not accidentally break their necks jumping in the bounce houses, but I am looking forward to eating some fruit pizza and cake.

Happy birthday, baby girl!

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