I'm two years old.

Beren's second birthday was held at a playground in Hopewell Borough. He didn't have to share his toys. In fact, this is precisely why we held the party at the playground. 

The swings were contested territory with five children, two of them siblings. However, everyone under five years of age had a turn. 

Beren insisted Jared and I try the swing. "Swing's too small," we said. 

The snacks were shared with another playground user, much to the father's embarrassment and repeated requests to not eat the snacks. In addition, cold germs were shared around. 

 At the xylophone.

 Two young party goers. Beren close-fist punched the baby on the right on a prior playdate. We're all still friends.