Today you turn 2, and there
are some things about this age that I never want to forget.
Daily you fill this house
with laughter. You love to dance and have tea parties and listen to
music; you ask for "noise" whenever iTunes isn't playing. William
Tell Overture will forever be the "horse song" and I will never tire
of singing "Baby Mine" to you when you go to bed and ask,
"song?" It's even better now that you've started to sing along.
Your books are among your
favorite toys. Some days you pull all of them from the shelves just for
the fun of it. You've learned your letters A through J and numbers
through nine. You identify animals by their sounds, not their given
names, and can't do a horse's neigh without grabbing your neck. I'm
amazed at how much you learn everyday.
You are quite used to - and
comfortable with - playing alone, or with just Mommy and Daddy. When we
play outside, all you want to do is splash in the water, no matter what the
temperature is. And Daddy is determined to make you a tom boy if it's the
last thing he does. You're constantly being thrown in the air or across
the bed as he rough-houses with his little girl.
Your favorite foods are
bread, cheese and bananas. And you'll eat as much spaghetti and pizza as any
grown adult. When we go on walks, you're always asking for chipa or
empanadas or juice as we pass bakeries and restaurants. You collect rocks on every outing and turn everything into a cell phone. You'll also hold
up your hand at every passing bus, trying to get them to stop for us.
Over the past two months
you've become an amazing big sister. You let me know when Sister is
crying, help me keep her awake by tickling her belly, and include her in
whatever games you're playing. You cover her with kisses when it's time
to go "night-night" and always ask to "see? see?" when I'm
holding her.
You are a creature of habit
and enjoy routine. I hardly need to leave directions for babysitters;
you're sure to tell them what needs to be done when, and how. From
putting soap on both hands after going potty, to reading books before bed, to
dumping the bath water immediately after you're done bathing.
Anytime I'm in the kitchen
for more than two seconds, you ask to "sit? sit?" on the counter. You
love stirring up cookies, using cookie cutters, and sampling batter off of
beaters. Your eyes light up when I pull out the mixer and you immediately
ask, "eat?!"
You are my precious baby
girl and I love you more and more every day.
Happy birthday, darling!
Awwww....happy birthday big girl! That was the sweetest thing I've ever read.
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