Today is a very special day. It is the birthday of a very special, very important person. A person who outshines most other people. A person so fucking awesome we can’t even comprehend his awesomeness.
You may be wondering to whom I’m referring. Is it Jason Segal?
Today is my birthday, but I pale in comparison to you know who.
Is it Ted DiBiase? The Million Dollar Man?
Even though I’m rich and famous, and slightly good-looking, my star is eclipsed on this fine day.
Um, right. I’ll take that as a no. How about Julius Peppers, NFL sackmaster extraordinaire?

‘Twas not me, it was the one-armed man.
I…wait. What? That doesn’t even make any sense. Moron.
Okay, you give up. Because I said so. And I’m tired of searching for other people’s birthdays. So I’m going to just end this charade and tell you… Today is Baby C’s second birthday!!
That’s right, on this date in 2011, Baby C – see Emily? I had Baby C first! Back off! – was born into this world and graced this blogger with cuteness, jocularity, and unconditional love. It has been a whirlwind two years, but I have loved every minute of it. Well, mostly.
My little man is the very spotlight of my life. He makes me laugh, laugh some more, and then pull out my hair. I love him more than I could ever describe with words so I’ll simply say…Happy Birthday, Baby C. I love you with all my heart. And some of your mother’s.



Aww….happy birthday Baby C!!
Yay! Thanks!
He’s just as adorable in his helmet!!
Right?
Glad it runs in the family.
Of course it does.
I hope he has the charm gene as well.
Oh, definitely. He’s a heartbreaker. Unlike his old man…
Oh, I’m sure you have your moments!!
Doubtful, but thanks.
AWWW, he looks just like YOU! You better appreciate your wife for getting that massive head out on the original B-day.
C-section. She didn’t feel a thing.
Thank goodness. Was it done by lightsaber?
Oh, no. My hands aren’t quite as precise as a surgeon’s. I let the professionals handle that. I tried that on my first wife and she now has no spleen. And for some reason…I’m okay with that.
I hear uteruses smell worse on the inside.
I don’t know. They made me wear a mask so all I could smell was my breath. I was not impressed.
At least you were taking someone out, rather than sticking someone inside. A la Luke.
Yes, that would have been infinitely more difficult.
Happy Birthday Baby C!
Thank you!
Sweet! I love Jason Segal! Happy Birthday Baby C! Party on!
Thanks! The party never ends with Baby C. He’s a riot.
Happy Birthday to you, happy bithday to you.
Happy birthday, Baby C…
Happy Birthday to you!
Cute pic, too.
Thanks!
Happy Birthday to Baby C!
Passing the head of a Storm Trooper couldn’t have been easy….flowers are in order for your dear wife as well.
Hurrah!!
I forgot to mention how much I love Baby C’s sweater. Very cool like a little rock star!
He is. He really is.
Happy Birthday Baby C! Good job at being born before the other Baby C!
Right! I’ve been trying to tell her to get her own name and to quit stealing mine.
Maybe we can get some new elaborate calligraphy font to make yours stand out more.
Hmmm….that’s a start. Maybe I can get the Stuph Mafia to start spamming her site until she changes it.
Yeah….sounds good…but wait, she’s helping out with something. Hold off on that please.
Oh, okay. Make sure you get everything you can from her. Then we’ll begin the assault.
Sounds good to me!
Just one thing to say proud daddy….
Enjoy
Thanks!
Happy birthday TDJr.!
I read your post from two years ago-very sweet. Isn’t it just amazing to be present at your child’s birth? Gives me goosebumps to remember that. Thanks for the reminder!
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It’s certainly an experience like no other. I watched all three of my children be born and I wouldn’t trade those experiences for anything.
Happy birthday, Baby C!
(He has your eyes.)
You’re very observant, Guap. Thanks for noticing.
Jason Segal, Ted DiBiase, and Julius Peppers got nothing on Baby C. He’ll out joke, out wrestle, and out sack ‘em all. Happy Birthday!
Thanks, Melanie!! And he would whoop them all. At the same time!
I bet he would. I’ve seen what a 2-year-old can do. Holy moly. They really do hold the keys to the world.
Oh, yeah. He certainly does.
All Baby Cs can coexist peacefully. From mine to yours, happy birthday!
Okay, I guess I can live with that. Thanks, Emily!!
I usually call her Wee Cee or Miss C anyway. I sometimes call her Baby C for Twitter where I have followers who don’t read the blog.
I know. I’m just having fun with ya!
;D
KB (my daughter) is 3 months old. It’s already going too fast. You’re not saying they keep aging, are you?
Sadly, yes. They keep on chugging like the freakin’ Energizer bunny. I questioned Baby C’s pediatrician when he told me this. I even confirmed it on Google and WebMD. I couldn’t believe it. Aghast. Shellshocked.
Take as many videos and pictures as you can. It’s all a blur eventually.
That’s what everyone tell us – and, of course, like idiots, we ignore them because unlike everyone else on earth we’re sure that there’s NO WAY we’ll forget any of this because HOW COULD WE?
I can scarcely remember the twins being infants and they’re 13. I hate to fathom what I’ll have forgotten by the time they’re parents.
Happy Birthday, Baby C. I know you will grow to be creative, brilliant, hilariously funny and wise. How do I know that? Because all those born on January 18 are. http://fiftyfourandahalf.com/2013/01/17/somethings-do-change-with-age/
Happy birthday, Elyse. ‘Tis a special day, indeed!!
Thanks again, Twin Daddy!
Does this mean you need to change the name of your blog? I know you said no before, but just curious…
No. Capricorns are notoriously lazy, too.
Oh, I see. Well that’s okay. I’ll let you slide since it’s your birthday.
Aw, happy birthday Baby C!
He has your smile
I know! Ain’t it cool?
Awww … he *is* adorable. Happy Birthday, Baby C! What kind of cake will there be? Details!!
Lightening McQueen. He loves Cars.
Perfect! Chocolate?
Um…I don’t know. I didn’t ask. My wife ordered it….
I’ll let you know tomorrow when I get some!
I don’t know why, but I want it to be chocolate. I LOVE birthday cake. There are no birthdays in our family right now, but I made my husband bring home a birthday cake last week, because I wanted one! Don’t tell The Cheeky Diva though, cuz I’m supposed to be cutting back, and not just on Tuesdays.
Hmm…I’ll be sure not to tell her. I don’t know how she treats the messenger. Best not to find out, methinks.
Yes, it was chocolate.
How sweet are you to report back! Yay for chocolate, and I hope you had a wonderful, fun time.
We did. He had a blast.
Happy birthday Baby C! This birthday will be a lot of fun because it will be the most cognisant one yet. At their 1st birthday they don’t really ‘get it’ but by 2, well then the fun starts. Did you bake a storm trooper cake?
Sadly, no. He’s getting a Lightning McQueen cake because of his obsession with cars.
Oooh red icing. What joy!
Right!
Happy birthday to baby C! I love celebrating my kids’ birthdays. My oldest turns 4 this Monday and he is having a Pac-man theme party.
Haha! Pacman? Wow.
Yeah, I was pretty impressed. He was debating between Pac-man and Super Mario and it was a tough call.
Well, I personally would go with Super Mario, but the fact that a four-year old is deciding between those instead of Spongebob or Elmo is definitely a win.
He looks just like you! What a cutie pie!
Haha thanks!