My second year started with a bang ... a trip to Victoria and my first birthday party . As the year rolled on I learned to walk and on one occasion I heard my mother refer to me as her very own "weapon of mass destruction", what ever that means. You'll notice for Halloween, I turned into a frog replacing last years' cow costume ... is it possible my parents have an animal fetish? ... my second year is half way in as I write this, so look for a Christmas report and the usual PG pictures as I look forward to moving into our new house ...