ian at two

last night when i put ian to bed, i cried thinking about how his cute little 2 year old mannerisms, the way he tells stories, and his use of the phrase "i'm do it" will soon be a fading memory.  his sentence structure and pronunciation is going to mature too quickly.  after i wiped my eyes, kissed him goodnight and closed his door, i promised myself i'd capture some two-year-old ian cuteness today.