My daughter turned two yesterday.
When she woke up yesterday, she didn’t really understand birthdays but she liked it when we sang the birthday song to her. She really liked helping me make her birthday cupcakes; almost as much as she enjoyed eating them. When she saw her new tricycle, she climbed on the box and sat there delighted like the box was her gift.
She helped her dad put the bike together by sitting in the seat and refusing to move as he assembled it around her. It’s raining this morning so we haven’t been able to take it outside yet, but she loves it just the same.
After her party Saturday, I don’t doubt that her love for her birthday will be solidified. She woke up this morning saying, “Birfday? I’m Two!”
I’ve thought about writing a collection of letters for her. I think a birthday letter would be a nice tradition; maybe I’ll give her a copy each year and keep one back to give her when she’s grown.
Here are some random things I’d like to tell her about who she is today:
- When I make toast for you, you usually only eat the butter. You dip your finger into it and lick it off, saying “Cheese? Yummy!!!!”
- You bring me joy every single morning. When I walk into your room, you say, “HI Mama! A morning!”
- You have a bit of a cough and a runny nose today. I hope it doesn’t turn to fever and no Chuck E. Cheese tomorrow. Every time you sneeze, you laugh and say, “Owww…” If someone sneezes around you, you automatically say, “Bwessyou!” Even to the dog. I love this.
- If another child falls or gets hurt around you, you stop whatever you are doing, run over, and say, “Uh oh. Are you okay?” When you headbutt mommy and I say “Ouch baby, that hurts!” you laugh and do it again. I think this means you will be an empathetic child, but probably not toward me. I’m okay with that, and I hope that you always keep your concern for others when they are hurting.
- Before I had you, I considered myself a fairly patient person. You enjoy finding new ways every day to show me how skewed my self-perception was. I am not patient.
- You call your Uncle Jimmy, a bear of a man, “Aunt JEEMY!!!” Oh, how I cry with laughter every time you say this.
- When you get bored at home and want to go somewhere, you bring your shoes to me and say, “Shoes ON?! CAR?” It makes me smile.
- You’ve recently discovered YouTube. You know how to get there on my iPhone and play all your favorites kid’s songs.
- You don’t know you are tall enough to escape your crib. I’m not going to be the one to teach you this.
- If football is on a television in a restaurant, you point and scream, “GO, GO, GO!!!” It makes your daddy really proud.
- Your dad has some Catholic things around the house. There are some Mary statues, some rosary beads, a whole drawer full of prayer books and a crucifix. You seem especially drawn to this crucifix, and every time you pick it up, you give it kisses. When I ask you who that is, you say, “Jesis!” I think I only told you his name once.
- You call balloons “Boo Mens.”
- You hate it when I try to wipe your nose.
- You love to color. Every time you grab one of my notebooks, I smile. Your artwork covers many of my own random scribblings. No matter what you are coloring, you ask me to draw a “Kitty CAT!” for you. So I got you a Hello Kitty cake for your party instead of Elmo this year. Mommy is really tired of Elmo.
- I cannot believe how quickly you are growing up. I love you more and more every day, and I can barely remember my life before you. I alternate between extreme joy and wistful sadness that your life is already moving so quickly. But I’m thankful for every moment I get to spend with you, and at times I worry that you are teaching me more than I’m teaching you.
I love you my sweet little girl.
My life and lens changed forever the day they placed you in my arms, and words cannot contain or express my love for you.