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Hello my sweet angel,
You are climbing up so high that sometimes I forget to check back on the ground - I don't think my toes touch often enough as of late.



Things in our family life have been hurley whirley - flibberty gibberty - but we are doing our best to find a calm place to land - and you have helped center us. Because how can we be stressed when you give us a smile and say; "Mamma, I love you" - and then throw your little arms around my neck and kiss me. There is no greater joy than this my little love.




You bring such joy to my life - and that is what I try to remember in the quiet, peaceful times after all of the energy and pandemonium that is you is swept up to bed and off to dream land. I know that we butt heads more - and sometimes I have to laugh at your obstinance - but then you disarm me with your charm and wit and I am putty in your hands.



A, strong, independent little person now dominates your body. I no longer read to you at night. You read to ME. And you sing to me as well. And then when you finally settle in and settle down - when I sing to you - you sing WITH me and match my pitch - note for note.



You want to do EVERYTHING - everything. You would drive the car if you let us. Of course this is where some of the butting heads come in. We can't always accommodate you on your time schedule and in the manner in which you would like to be served. We are trying our best to raise a lovely, adoring, THOUGHTFUL child - and with this comes the inevitable no. It is not a word you take to all that well sometimes.

But then you will surprise me and just shrug your shoulders and say - 'ok mommy' - or roll your eyes and give me the dramatic - "OK". It is almost as if you are channeling a 15 year old. It still catches me by surprise sometimes.



You have quite the flare for the dramatic and fancy yourself a precious little princess - and of course in OUR eyes - you are. I laugh - because everyone who knows your father and I know where you got the overly dramatic streak from.



You are now - thankfully - truly free of the binkies. You still try to see if you can root out whether or not Tinkerbell has left any - but I think you are resigned to them being forever gone. Forever in the sky. Forever with Tinkerbell.



We have been taking you outside so much more lately. To the park. In the backyard - communing with nature. Enjoying the spring. And it makes you happy. It makes ME happy and it makes your daddy most especially happy. I love the freedom we have in our backyard with you. You run so free and it brings peace and joy to me to watch you pump those little legs and to see you smile you sweet, triumphant smile.





We have loved so much doing all of these wonderful things with you sweetheart. We have even had the pleasure of taking you to see Elmo once again and Disney on Ice as well. Sadly there are no pics of Disney on Ice - but you had such a good time. Funnily - your favorite characters tend to be Donald Duck and Goofy. Maybe you are meant to be a little comedian? A mamma can dream.





Oh and before I forget - because I find it an odd affectation - but you have started taking to calling me MOM and your daddy - DAD. Your favorite saying is 'OK, MOM'. Where did this come from? I think MY mother is whispering things in your little ears at night. She warned me a long time ago-and she was right. Laughs. And that is ok.



Until next month my sweetling - we are barreling steadily to 3!

Love always and forever,
Mom(my)

Dear kidlet,
You are such an utter and complete joy in my life. You are a star. You are my - just - my heart bursts some times with love for you. You make me laugh. You make me smile - you make me remember that I am indeed my mother's daughter. This will make sense to you one day.

You are a natural entertainer. I was telling your daddy that you just 'sparkle'. There is that undefinable something about you when you turn it on. You light up a room with your smile and your laughter. You make people happy - and don't think I haven't noticed. You love to make people laugh - you are such an ham - and I totally love it.

You have taken to breaking out in boisterous song and dance anywhere the mood strikes you. It is quite a thrill to see. You also have taken to make the most hilarious faces and - well - you are just so much fun to watch. To love.

One my favorite moments lately actually happened when you were on the potty (yes I know - embarrassing - you will get used to it). I asked you if you had gone potty yet and you scruched up your little face and made this - hmmmm - let me think face and then you said, "Hmmmmm, let me see" and actually looked like you were really pondering it. I burst out laughing and you smiled so big. It was magic. Funny place for magic to happen - but it did.

Another great moment happened at the doctor yesterday. You were laughing and joking and when the doctor came it you got very serious and stoic as she looked you over. But you would then just peep up at your daddy and under your lashes and smile this cute little smile like, "see - I'm being good!". Loved it.

And then of course - Friday - it was such a hoot - we were at a Hamburger Restaurant and the cute little waiter asked you if you liked your hot dog. You just beamed at him and said oh yes that you did. And then as he walked away you looked him up and down - you totally checked him out. Your daddy said - "Oh LORD" and I laughed and said, "She's definitely my daughter!".

There are just so many moments! Like you climbing on the OUTSIDE of the stairs because you can't get through the gate at the bottom. Or you telling us very seriously to 'STOP" whatever we are doing that embarrasses you. To your dramatic faint aways - hand on your brow and all. Sometimes I swear you are 15 and not 2.5.

And just for the record - you are pretty damn smart. You know your letters - you know your numbers and can actually count THINGS to 5. You can count to 17 and then it gets iffy - but you can actually count objects - which is just beyond cool to me. You also know your colors and shapes. Rock on baby girl.

Oh and you picked out and 'bought' your first dress last night at the North Texas Irish Festival and your own sandals at Target. You were very particular and then carried that dress around in its little bag the rest of the fair. We were NOT allowed to touch it. So very, very cute.

We soooooo love you baby girl. I hope you will always know that.

Love,
Mom

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Happy 27th Month birthday little lady.

This month has been one seriously wild ride with you. You have gone from a two-year old to a 15 year old in one fell swoop. I tend to sing Kelly Clarkson's 'Miss Independence' in my head when you are in your stubborn mood. This month is ALL about - Evie doing it. Or as you say, "I DO IT!" - and very emphatically I might add.

 

 

In fact there isn't much that you don't want to do BY YOURSELF - and by GOD if mommy or daddy try to help you - you get all in a tizzy. And of course you want it RIGHT NOW THANK YOU VERY MUCH - HOW CAN YOU NOT HAVE ANTICIPATED MY NEEDS?????

At times it is pretty funny - but at others - like when we are trying to get you off to school - not so fun. You actually got your first spanking the other day for just that reason. Little strong-headed mule. Laughs.

 

Let me count the things you refuse to let ANYONE help you with - shall we? Tying your shoes (which you can't do dear heart - but you do try). Eating - drinking - doing both while jumping on the couch - spilling it EVERYWHERE. Walking up the stairs - even if you fall backwards down 2 steps while mommy grabs you from certain head bonkage. Turning on the bath FOR YOURSELF and then wanting to climb in with no assistance. Getting things from the pantry/fridge. Getting into the car (you TRY to get into the driver's side). Showering (even though no water is allowed).

You also do not want us to follow you anywhere and insist on closing doors behind us to keep us out of your 'space'. We are no longer allowed to dance or be silly in your presence - we usually get "No Mommy NO!" and then you come up to physically stop us from embarrassing you further. (I thought this was supposed to be a pre-teen thing - not a TWO thing.)

And we found out the hard way that time out does not work for you anymore. If we raise our voice because you are doing something you shouldn't - you right away plop down on the floor and say, "Mime Out" - and sit there and kind of smirk. Then you will literally CRAWL over to us while saying, "I sowwy" with big puppy eyes and bigger grin. LORD help me we are in trouble. And when I try to take things away - like 'I am going to turn off the TV if you don't do - XYZ' - you say, "Ok" and walk away like you could care less.

And you caught me up the day - you were running from me for some reason -and you crawled into the fortress of your bed and said, "No Ma'am!" to me - I think I was tickling you - but I about died laughing at this. This is what I tell you when you are doing something you should NOT be doing.

Your favorite speed these days is full throttle. If you can't do it at a run - then you don't want to do it. If you can't jump on it or off of it - it isn't worth your time.

 

But when you aren't being a stinker - you are being a little living doll. You are such a funny kid. You love to joke and laugh and be jovial. And you are so darn sensitive. It amazes me how empathetic you can be. Every morning when you get up early to climb into our bed to watch TV (this is a new thing) - you know to let me sleep a little longer. Sometimes you will even pet my hair and whisper 'night night' to me. It just melts my heart.

We are still working on the binky thing - but that goes along with the sensitive stuff. You tend to need it when you get really upset or are overly tired. One day we will break it - but you still seem to need it. And we ARE working on the potty training right now - so I don't want to traumatize you - poor kid.

Speaking of potty training - this is a pretty funny story (NOW) - but we went to give you a bath on Sunday night. (like always). Your daddy asked you if you had gone #2 - you said no. So he whipped off your diaper and put you in the bathtub - by way of skidding your bottom across my head on the way to the water. (I was kneeling on the floor by the tub to commence the bath). I suddenly smelled the most foul of foul smells - and REALIZED that you had in fact gone number 2 and your daddy had just skidmarked my head!

I jumped up and stripped down to shower while your daddy took over bath duty. He pulled you out- cleaned you off and redid the bath water. But with bubbles. You HATE bubbles in your bath. So you freaked out. He had to pull you out AGAIN - then clean off the bubbles (he put you on the counter and your little wet butt slid OFF of the counter - and he just grabbed you before you hit the floor) which scared you even MORE - meanwhile mommy was doing a super duper hair washing and silently laughing at your daddy for his total botching of bath time.

I then had to get out of the shower and comfort you - as you were SHOCKED - as your daddy filled the bathtub for the 3rd time. I then gave you your bath and you were hunky dory. Your poor daddy. It WAS funny though and gives me a whole new set of nicknames. LOL

I know I am missing SO much more - but it has been an awesome month filled with laughter and frustration. You are speaking sooo well now - and with your newfound ability to communicate - you have communicated your independence as well. Laughs.

Love you muchos kiddo,

Looking forward to month 28.

Mom.

 

(Ice Cream Fight - the Ice Cream WON)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hey there kiddo!
Well I actually have a GREAT excuse for skipping last month's newsletter - we were on vacation! And it was so awesome for all of us. You got to go all over Southeastern Seaboard for almost 2 weeks with us. It was a blast.

Amazingly - driving from Dallas to Tybee Island was not bad with you. Not bad at all. I think our super extended car rides over the weekends really helped you be 'conditioned' to be in the car for long periods of time.



We even rode through the tail end of a Tropical Storm/Hurricane! Pretty crazy - but it made for some AMAZING photos at the beach. This was your first time in the Ocean. It scared you - but you did great.





 

This trip really made me fall in love with you all over again. You were such an amazing creature to be around. So full of life and curiousity - but also this new restraint. You were able to comprehend why we said no to some of the things you were doing and accept that we did it for a reason and were ok with it.

We went to a wedding and that was probably the worst you were -but all it all. It was quite something. You did FINALLY get some sleep once we made it over to Beaufort to visit your Great-Grandma. I think part of the problem with being hyper was lack of sleep. There was just too much for you to see!



You also visited the grave of your grandparents. And it was really touching for all of us involved.





From Tybee - we went to Savannah, from Savannah to Beaufort, SC and from Beaufort to Atlanta - where you got to visit with your other set of grandparents. You had such a great time!



It was a long and wonderful trip - and amazingly you were in a great mood even on the way home!


(those would be Goldfish between your toes - you thought it was hilarious!)

After we got back - you started in a new classroom. We were worried that it was a lot of change - but you came through with FLYING colors! You even used the potty BY YOURSELF that day. My God was I a proud and astonished mama.





The leaps and bounds you have made lately have been simply stunning. You use complete sentences. You pick up like five new words and concepts a day! You know all of the shapes by sight except hearts. They just gush over you at daycare. My heart bursts with it all.





You have an amazing little personality and OMG are you just the funniest little thing I have ever met.









We moved you to your 'big' girl bed this last weekend. I was so worried that it would be a problem - but once again you amazed me with your ability to accept change. You sleep like a champ!





And we moved all of your toys upstairs too.




How did we get so lucky with you kid?

I love you to peices and then some.

Love mom.

You are Two today - and with that - I am going to shake up your newsletter format a little bit. I wanted this one to be extra special and when I started typing it out - it just felt too 'average' - ya know?


So I am going to write your letter first - and then I am going to post your pictures. Because even though this monthly blog is a great venue to share pictures of you - it is also about the STORY of you. Of the wonderful little angel that you are and to let you know in the coming years how truly loved you are and have been since the beginning.


I have been excited about this day coming and also a little sad. You are blossoming into such an amazing little girl. You are so sweet and funny - oh my God are you funny. And you are so smart - so really intelligent - and just a wee bit devious. (Which I also secretly love). BUT - I do miss the little baby that you were. The cuddly baby. Thankfully you still cuddle up to me and sometimes I find myself hugging you fiercely as if I can slow the clock by hugging you tighter. At those times I tend to stroke your hair and kiss your little head. I breathe deeply of your smell and I oftentimes just run my fingers delicately up and down your sweet little arm - feeling your sweet little baby skin.


I really love it when you want to sit on my lap and you burrow yourself in. And on these extra special occasions you will even allow me to hold your little hand. These memories I try extra hard to burn into my brain. It is almost like I am willing the memory to become a permanent fixture within my mind. Like a mental snapshot.


Your daddy tends to think I follow you around too much with a camera - but this is part of the reason. I don't want to miss ANY of those precious moments. Your silly, funny faces - your sleeping peace - your speedy energy. I just love it all so much.


As you are getting older - you are getting so darn funny. You are truly hilarious sometimes and have become quite a ham. I simply adore it. You also show me glimpses of a moody teenager and these also make me laugh - seeing as you are only now 2.


You are a runner, jumper, laugher, jokester, princess, rough and tumble little baby doll.  I adore you beyond all measure of anything - ever before.


I can't imagine my life as it was before you as I feel like it really started AFTER you. You are a window into your daddy for me as well as myself. You bring joy and laughter and wonder and grace to my life. You have taught me patience that I thought I would never acquire as well as love that is as boundless as the universe is infinite.   You will always be my little girl - no matter what anyone says (including you). I love you so very, very much Evie.



Happy Birthday and thanks for sticking around,
Love you always - Mommy