Today is my firstborn's 2nd birthday. She is 2. TWO. How did she get to be two? I was holding her last night and rocking her-she likes to pretend she's a baby. So I was telling her about how when she was born she was itty bitty and I held her like that and fed her and kissed her all over.
I am so very thankful for her in my life. She brings so us much joy. She is curious about everything, adventurous, and sweet (most of the time!)
She gets up on her own in the morning now and comes into our room. Most times Shane will take her out into the living room and give me some more sleep time. But around 6:45-7 ish.. she is ready. She "needs" to come and get me. So he brings her in and I hear- "wake up Mama, Here's your glasses" and then she is shoving my glasses in my face, grabbing my hand and telling me to "come with us". While I'd often rather climb back into bed, I do love how she is ready to start her day and wants me with her. That won't always be the case, so for now.. I go. I'm so thankful that God has blessed me with such a wonder. Happy Birthday Big Girl.