You are Two.
And you really, really are. You are a talking, running, shouting, demanding, loud, silly, fearless, determined, charming, clever, tantruming two year old.
Everything you do is full on. No middle road for you. From the minute you wake up you are UP. We are woken to your shouts at around 6am every morning. Sometimes you call MUMMY, some times DADDY. Sometimes you just start demanding things – like JOOSE or CEREAL. Other days you manage to get out of your room without help and you wander in to see your brother or me. You always have a GOOD MORNING for everyone. I would like it if you could work on your volume control!
You don’t really walk anywhere anymore – you run. It is a very strange run, all flailing arms and legs but you have great balance and rarely fall over outside. There is excitement in everything you do. You scream with happiness all the time. You jump up and down instead of just standing still. You always want to play with everyone else, and love your brother and older children so much. You have moved out of the baby area at nursery without a second glance and love being free to join in with everyone. You follow your brother around a bit and get on his nerves but he only has a few more weeks there and then you will be on your own. I wonder if you will be as confident without him there.
Your speech is amazing. I don’t like to boast about my children but enough people have said it to me that I know it isn’t just my motherly bias. You use whole sentences, can always tell me what you want. No tantrums for you because I couldn’t understand you, we have gone straight to the big eyes and “please mummy”. You have learned that from your brother. You sing whole songs – you love music and melodies – you pick them up really quickly.
You love being outside, Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and Dinosaur train. You love to play with your dollies putting them to bed and waking them up. You love books and music. You love to listen to Old Jack’s Boat podcasts in the car and always shout “Come on Salty”. You are afraid of dogs and cats. You love the park and after ages of not being bother ed you now want to stay in the swings forever shouting “higher, higher” all the time, until my arms drop off from tiredness. You will always climb the highest slide.
You had a brilliant birthday and loved having a party with your friends and a cake and lots of new toys to play with. I felt so proud of you that day and so very happy. You refused to nap all day and was still going strong even when your brother and I had fallen asleep together in the chair!
You copy and mimic everything your brother does. You speak like him, act like him. You give him cuddles when he is upset. I worry what it will be like when he goes to school at the end of the summer. I am looking forward to being able to spend time just the two of us though – I promise lots of interesting adventures.
This picture sums you up perfectly – crazy hair, full of happiness and joy and bounce. Playing with your brother. I love it.
I love you so much that it takes my breath away. I find it so hard to match your sunny self with the baby that had such a hard time adjusting to the world, but in the end that is what makes you so miraculous. Everyone says that you are like a completely different child and I am so happy that finally everyone else is getting to see the glorious girl that I knew was there all along. I am so looking forward to all the fun that we are going to have this summer.
All my love,