Turning two is a sad day for mommy. You are growing up too quickly. As each day passes, I watch you blossom and grow into such the sweetest little spirit. Though you are arrival came quickly on the heels of your sister, your presence is truly unique and special, never outshone or overshadowed by your big sis. You are my baby, the littlest member of our brood. Though you are bigger than most two-year tots, I embrace and hold you as though you were still that precious little newborn placed in my arms. I still remember that thick head of hair, black as night, and your chubby little cheeks. You were perfect and the complete opposite of your sister. Still to this day, you are the ying to Claire's yang.
You amaze me. Your vocabulary alone blows me away - you can fully communicate with me1 And even scarier, I have become to used to it that I often treat you like my true equal and not my little baby. You have the brightest smile and the most perfect little giggle. You laugh with every ounce of your being and your eyes dance along too. You have the sweetest disposition. You can be crying and in a huge fit, yet in an instant turn to me and go, "Sowwy mommy."
You are my little ham and future American Idol. You always have a natural rhythm and even walk with a little swing to your step. You love to sing and "You Are My Sunshine" is your absolute favorite tune.
My heart swells with joy as you are the perfect exclamation point to our family. You have always been my snuggle bunny...but you truly are my source of joy. You always know when to give me a hug or a kiss, a word of kindness, or comfort me when I am upset. You make me laugh harder than I have ever laughed - your wit, your silly nature, your joyful voice and your cute little tone. I sound like a broken record but you have brought me so much joy and look forward to watching you grow and blossom as the years go on.
All my love,
Mommy
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