So I’ve been wondering how to properly reflect on the fact that we’ve been living here for two years now, and the only way I could really put it into any kind of tangible concept for myself was thusly:
I don’t feature Herr Meow on here very often (bit paranoid, go figure), but today’s pictures are here to illustrate a point:
March 25th, 2008– Herr Meow by a sunny window, with a friend.
March 25th, 2006– Herr Meow by a sunny window, with a carseat.
The picture above was taken the morning after we arrived in DC, after surviving the scariest cab ride ever and a long, long pilgrimage to our future home.
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Two years don’t seem like much until you see what it all means to a little baby: someone who really has known nothing other than DC in his little (semi) conscious lifetime.
Two years in DC– and it’s been good.
A Daily Dose of Zen Sarcasm! 
What a handsome little man he’s turned out to be as well … as for me, I’m closing in on two years in B’more, and I can’t say I’m in love with the place.
What a great way to illustrate 2 years! He’s so cute!
What a great post! And precious photos! 🙂
He’s adorable!!
Is that a little red-headed girl or boy with him? It’s hard to tell.
Gotta beware those little red-haired girls, they steal hearts away 🙂 so my husband swears.