Trenton is two! Not that he was very happy about it though! When I went into his room Tuesday morning, I said, “Happy Birthday, Trenton! You’re two!” A few minutes later, I asked him how old he was, and he told me he was one. I explained to him that no, today was his birthday, and that meant he was two now. He was not very happy and said, “NO, ONE!” It was Thursday before Trenton finally decided that he was indeed two.
We started the birthday festivities a bit early. Since Jarrod was going to be leaving out to sea, Trenton got his birthday present on Sunday – a pre-bike (also called a balance bike or running bike) – so that he would have plenty of time to play with it with Daddy home to help. This is essentially a bike without pedals. Right now, Trenton walks with it, but once he is comfortable and learns to balance, he can put his feet up on the foot rests to glide. The hope is that once he’s ready for a regular bike, he won’t need training wheels because he’ll already know how to balance. The new bike has been a HUGE hit!
On Monday, we met up with some of our MOMS Club friends for a mini birthday celebration at Krispy Kreme. Trenton loved seeing his buddies, and loved his number two candle, but he wouldn’t even try his donut!
I was planning on letting Trenton help me make a birthday cake on Tuesday, but I wound up having to take a sick Charlotte to urgent care and then to the ER (more to come on that in another post). Daddy was nice enough to pick up a blizzard cake from Dairy Queen. Jarrod took pictures of Trenton and the cake with his phone, but I don’t have them on this computer. Trenton might not have had the best birthDAY, but he had a lot of fun leading up to it. Thankfully he’s too young to remember his actual birthday.
So what’s Trenton up to?
Speech therapy has been a HUGE help for Trenton! He is talking so much more now, and it’s amazing what he comes up with!
Trenton still sleeps with his paci at naptime and at night. With Charlotte being sick so much lately, we haven’t tried too hard to take it away yet.
Trenton has gotten to where he normally tells us if he needs to have his diaper changed, and has even asked to sit on the potty a few times. I think he is pretty ready to start potty training, but with Charlotte sick, it’s been hard to devote my time to potty training.
Since Trenton is such a big boy, he refuses to sit in the high chair anymore. He can crawl up into our counter height chairs all by himself, so he eats all of his meals at the “big people table.”