The second child gets a bum deal.

This post is mostly about Iggy. 

About all the ridiculous faces he makes.

About his attitude when we tell him "no".

...his curious mind, and lack of coordination. Which combination makes for bruises.

Those crazy buck-teeth. My bad.

About our cheeky little man. 

I guess we'll mention Sparky. He is, after all, a pretty good big brother.

But sometime when Sparky tries to steal the spotlight, Iggy gets mad and bites him.

And when he gets in trouble for biting, he gives me sass.

It's Iggy's first birthday on Thursday, if you can believe it!

What should I do for his cake?