Today you are two years old.
I imagine that it can be very frustrating having all these feelings and not having the words to describe them.
Thank you for turning toward the camera when I asked you if I could take a picture of you crying. You are a very willing model!
Although you look as though you are in a fit of poignant desperation, you were only crying because we came back and sat under the verandah to get away from the bitey sun; you wanted to stay out there sticking your head into the grass.
You were off smooshing playdoh into the pavement and sneakily shovelling more chocolate contriban into your mouth mere seconds later.