Last weekend, for Sammy’s birthday, we went up the Gondola at Heavenly!
Up, up, up!
Mommy and Sammy are enjoying the view.
Oh, so high!
We made it to the top!
But we’re not the only ones…
Whose birthday is it? Not Sam’s birthday, certainly. He can’t be two already.
A birthday party for me, Mommy?
A big boy tricycle for the big boy. I guess this isn’t a “baby” book anymore.
His very own piece of cake.
So! Many! Toys!
At the end of the day, falling asleep with a good book.
The most patient dog. Ever.
So what is Sammy wishing for?
The day the toys fought back.
“It’s your turn to get in the box, kid.”