The wee one turned two on Saturday (gulp) and we had the usual festivities---lunch with her grandfather (my FIL,) cake and presents. (Though I'm not entirely sure she understood why she was getting gifts, but she sure seemed to enjoy them.) And then Sunday, we took her out to the Wild Animal Park, where she was enchanted by birds (well, not all of the birds, but most of them,) giraffes, lionesses and zebras.
And once again, I was struck by how ordinary all of this was. She's a normal two-year-old, all mood swings and smiles and tears, and I'm so very, very grateful that she is so normal. She's also picking up words at a faster pace---dinosaur (um, wonder where she got that from? :-P) and carrying on whole conversations on her play phone. (Mostly consisting of "Hi, hello, what," and "bye-bye." At least she's polite...)
So, happy birthday, Wee One. Your father and I love you very much and bless the day you came into our lives.
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- Krista
- Wife, mom of a preemie, follower of the old ways, lover of anything Irish or Celtic, history buff, trivia nut, Star Trek and Ren Faire geek and costuming fiend. Offer me coffee or chocolate and world peace is assured. Or at least I'll try really hard. :) I also believe in deleting spam. So, to the person or persons who keep leaving me comments in Chinese (along with links to what I can clearly tell are Chinese porn sites) stop it. It's bad karma, to say nothing of being really, really rude.
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