M turned two today. It is an hour past her bedtime, and she is still talking away in her crib. It may have been the cupcake.
In an odd turn of events for a toddler, that cupcake scared the crap out of her, and she requested a smaller one.
We started off our morning with breakfast at the famous Mickey's Diner in St. Paul, an Easter tradition. After presents at home, and a nap that was too long (which may explain the STILL talking), it was her first little cupcake and a trip to the park.
We ended the day with Easter dinner (despite not really celebrating Easter at all) and the terrifying cupcake. It was a good day, a good weekend, and I'm glad that it is over.
*Well, not really over, we are going to the Zoo tomorrow.