Or 2Y - 1mo! The 23rd month is always going to give up a little luster to the coming celebration of the big 2 year mark, but this month has been pleasant. Not only has the weather turned a little crisper, but you, my boy, have graduated into the next grade of terrorizing your parents. This month, you learned to climb.
I blame it all on your new friend; we recently had dinner with another family in their home, and their son (your age +/- one week) was climbing all over the place and you took copious notes. It's all good, though. 1/8 of a second after this picture was taken, you learned the second lesson of climbing, and the bruise didn't even last a day.
This was your first year with real exposure to holiday food, and it turned out to be a good year for that. Both families (Mama's and Daddy's) celebrated Thanksgiving with above average iterations of the turkey, stuffing, potato, etc assembly. At your Oma's house, you even got to show your climbing skills off out on the deck in pretty but brisk temps.
Along the same lines, it makes me and yo mama fuzzy and warm on the insides when you wander off in the house and we find sitting with a book, "reading" to one of your friends (owl, train, Pooh...) It shows my bias, but I do believe that if we can get encourage your love of reading that the rest of your education will likely take care of itself.
We are excited about the coming celebration, and we are committed to recognizing your birthday despite the societal focus on the Christmas holidays, but we cherish each month, and 23 is no exception. Maybe because you brought the style this month, hard.