Do you remember Berry, Cherry, Pepper and his double-decker minivan, Pizza, Tootie Pig, and the bald-headed kids? Boy Woww is the ring leader of this rag-tag group of pretend friends.
To them, he’s The Most Interesting Man in the World. And now this pajama-wearing, curly-headed dude is turning five.
He still says, “MAHMMMM!” sometimes when I come into the room, like I’m a rockstar.
He’s a fun little surrealist, who says that Pepper, when it’s your birthday, leaves your birthday number out in the world for you to find.
Happy birthday, dude. Hope you find your “5.”
Baby Woww turned 2 yesterday.
I apologize for not being one of those parents who posts a loving look back at his most adorable moments, and a sweet message about what a joy it is to be his parent.
(But if you want, you can find my other favorite photo of him here.)
Baby Woww’s gift to us on his second birthday was the introduction of an incredibly high-pitched whine that is also a scream.
I shall call it the Scrine. The Scrine is used to say such things as:
- I want a graham cracker.
- I like this burrito.
- Stop looking at me.
- I want to hit you (wait, too late, already happened).
But you know what, Baby Woww? I’ve already been down this path with your brother, so I say Bring it!
And it’s hard to resist that curly hair, so my present to you is that we will definitely keep you around. Plus we love you a lot.
He’s scrining: “Whatever. I own this popsicle stand.”