Two

Rocky's birthday was yesterday. He turned 2. We had cake and went on a birthday hike.

Rocky was born on Thanksgiving morning 2 years ago. This is Stella and him, he's about 5 hours old. He was born on a full moon and was 9lbs 4oz, exactly the same weight as his brother Jack. We almost named him Henry but then changed it at the last minute. For 9 months I tried to convince John to name him either Elvis or Ozzy (or LuLu if he was a girl) but it was a firm no. Henry it was. And then in the last week, he caved a little and we brainstormed and fell in love with the name Rocky. He's a special little guy. There is something about him that shines. He's a clever one, picking up on actions and words very easily. We are going to celebrate some more on Thursday. Happy Birthday Rocky!