Little Dinosaur Cat,
I can't even handle you. You are adorable: big blue eyes, little red curls, chubby cheeks and and pink lips. I just want to kiss you all the time. But you'll have none of that. You wake up and don't stop moving until you're asleep again. Kisses slow you down.
You clearly rule the house. No questions. Poor Aaron is the only one who hasn't accepted this fact. Thankfully we all think you're cute and generally just do your bidding. But if not, we face your wrath and it is not pretty.
I can't keep up with you. Just yesterday you got a hold of a pen and drew all over the windowsill. A few hours later you got a dry erase marker and drew all over a different sill. You love coloring, but not on paper. Usually your favorite canvas is your own skin. You take off your diaper. You climb in the tub and turn it on. You're not letting me off the parenting hook, that's for sure!
You are independent, determined and clever. I am excited (and a little scared) for your future. Thank you for making me laugh every day, even if it's out of insanity.
Love you, Miss Lori
Here's what you're up to at age 2:
*You move, move, move all the time. You eat about five minutes worth of dinner in your chair, then insist on being let out so you can do your gymnastics routine between my chair and Dad's chair. When that's done you climb on my lap and flop around. Eating dinner is very, very complicated right now.
*You would eat seven little applesauce pouches every day if I'd let you. You scream when I don't.
Geyser ponytail day
*It's generally not worth it to fight you when you want to do something. Like wear your Sunday dress to bed over your pajamas:
Or go outside when it's 40 degrees and raining wearing nothing but boots and a diaper:
You made it to the trampoline before you realized IT'S REALLY COLD OUTSIDE:
*You love, love, love Uncle Timmy. You greet him with shrieks when he walks in the door, then stand outside his bedroom and scream because he won't let you in while he's changing. He's basically your sole entertainment every evening. And heaven forbid one of your siblings should want to play with "Nimmy"...
*You have turned into quite the reader. You even take a book to bed every night. Favorites are Penguin Says Please, Doggies, Peek-a-Boo, and Good Night, Gorilla.
*Your babbling has increased exponentially recently. I'm still hovering around 30-40% translation rate, but generally I get your point eventually.
*Shoes are your favorite. We go through several pairs a day. You insisted on wearing your purple tennis shoes to church last week after wearing your church shoes everywhere else.
*You've finally adapted to nursery at co-op and still love nursery at church. I've gotten to sub as chorister a few times and love seeing you get so exited to sing! You do all the actions and a few words. Sunbeam is still your absolute favorite.
*You're giving up your nap, just like Catherine and Aaron did. I never like to see them go, but it does make our schedule much more flexible.
*You're also starting to think about potty training. I would be perfectly fine waiting another year, but you complain every time you have a wet diaper and insist I change it. Ready or not...
*You think you're a big kid and do your best to keep up with everyone else.