23 Months Have Flown By

Dear Roo,

In just one month you'll be turning two years old. I'm finding it hard to believe that I will have a two year old. A full fledged toddler, complete with attitude. Where did my sweet babbling baby disappear to?

I still see glimpses of her when you run up and hug me or when you come running at me from across the garden.

Of course, that image doesn't last too long when you burst into tears because I uttered the dreaded, "No" word.

I think it's because you're growing so fast and there's so much to take in. There's new words to learn, new animal sounds to attempt, tricks to grasp. As long as I don't say "no" you take it all like a champ. When I ask you to pick something up, you do. When I ask you what sound a cow makes, you moo.

Of course, another fine skill you've mastered is throwing things. You do not hesitate to chuck your sippy cup, your plate, your toys... anything and everything you can get your hands on. Maybe, to Grandpa's delight, you'll be the first MLB girl pitcher?

You love being outside and right now the weather is perfect. This past month we've started a garden and everyday you are a big help with it. You like to make mud puddles and splash around. You also like to stomp all over the dirt making bath time a rather must-have situation. You make daily rounds of all the animals in the barns. You visit your fishies in the front pasture water trough. You oink at the piggies in the back. You poke the dogs with sticks, chase the cats and harass the birds.

Both Daddy and I are proud of you and as you get ready to turn two, we can't help but stop and watch you in all of your glory. Of course, we watch you as you sleep, as you play, as you eat.

Actually, we're always watching you. We can't keep our eyes off of you. Everything you do fascinates us and I hope we don't embarrass you, yet.

We love you.

Mommy and Daddy