And, now, you are two! TWO! Seriously, how did you get so old so quickly?
You make some super silly faces. And, you say "one more time" so preciously that I can’t deny you what you are asking for. Well, let’s be honest, after asking for the "shake-y" song "one more time" for the fifth time, I do say "no."
You have turned into quite the little lady and you are losing your baby face more everyday. You went on your first carnival ride without any adult supervision. (Yes, mommy was terrified for you).
You love dancing and shaking your hips and moving your arms. And, singing? Oh, my goodness do you sing. You sing in Spanish and English and you learn so quickly. (I’m certain you get that from mommy…don’t tell daddy.)
Sometimes you throw fits; most of the time when you don’t get your way. Sometimes you take all of your clothes and diaper off when you are mad.
Most of the time you are a very happy girl, like when we let you eat an entire single-serving container of butter. You were thrilled (all the while, I sat back gagging and thankful I couldn’t see much in the view finder). This still grosses me out. But, you were happy, and we were enjoying dinner.
And, you can chow down on any candy. Yep, you get that from mommy, too. You are finally understanding that you can’t always have a popsicle after dinner, especially, if you don’t finish your dinner.
You have been sleeping in a big girl bed for a week now. You love it. Every morning you tell me "my big bed." Even this morning, when I went to wake you up, and found you on the floor, you said "my big bed" "I fall on floor." When I asked if you were okay, you said "mmm hmmm" in the cutest, sweetest voice ever.
When you want to be sweet, you are as sweet as can be. You will lay in my lap and say "kikle (tickle), mommy, kikle." Then, when I do, you laugh for a minute, and say "no kikle." Then two seconds later, it starts all over again. And yet, when you feel you aren’t being heard, you have this squeal that I’m certain is close to glass-shattering frequency. Of course, you use it at the most opportune times, like in a store, or a restaurant, or in the kitchen.
And, you are demanding and like to bark orders like "come here, mommy" or "come up, mommy" or "get me. daddy." This one? I have no idea where you get it.
Honestly, truthfully, you are a very independent, do-it-my-way, loving, caring and sweet girl. We wouldn’t have you any other way.
Happy birthday, sweet #2. We love you so much and can’t wait to see what year three has in store!