Since Beckham Turned 2:

Since turning 2, Beckham's little life has been a full one. First we headed off to the OBGYN for our 20 week ultrasound (wearing PINK shirts) only to find out that Beckham will be having a little BROTHER next spring. Needless to say, a wardrobe change was called for.

A few days later, and after a lot of practice with his Doctor's Kit, we made it to the pediatrician for his 2-year check-up. Unfortunately, all the play-acting in the world couldn't have made him comfortable on the exam table.
That appt. resulted in us taking a family field trip to the urologist (only to find out that Beckham is perfectly NORMAL). Sidenote: the Scottish Rite parking is free for the first 30 minutes. We had to pay because our appt. took us 31 minutes. What a crock!!

By the end of that week, Beckham had begun reciting all of the doctors' names.

Dr. Fisch. . . Dr. Gadea pointed flashlight at the butterfly. . . Dr. Massad made me lay on the table.

He is such a talkative little guy! The latest changes to his little personality have been independence, defiance, temper, and silliness. He is an absolute Mama's Boy and uses "snuggling" to get out of any situation (i.e. mealtime, bedtime, riding in the car, sitting in a shopping cart). So, did I mention he's manipulative? But no worries, he doesn't get his way ALL the time!

Some funny things he has said recently:
Scott: (after making a snake out of Play-Do) Beckham, what's this?
Beckham: Thibideaux's poop!

Me: Beckham, what's in my belly?
Beckham: Brooks
Me: And he's your baby. . .
Beckham: Bwadew (aka brother)

Beckham: (while sitting in the baby-bath playing with the carseat toy) Come sit in my lap, Mommy!

Beckham: (while fighting hard against taking a nap) Ho!Ho!Ho! Mewwy Chwistmas! Happy biwfday to you. Happy biwfday to you.

Beckham: (hiding behind the chair) Beckham, where are you?