Today you have:
Emptied all of your drawers while I put away your clothes.
Reached your hand into the dishwasher to unload all of your dirty dishes.
Opened every drawer in the kitchen, clapping for yourself.
Rocked your speech therapy session.
Demanded cookies, although there are no cookies in our house.
Attempted to feed your fish.
Thrown the final bite of each piece of asparagus at me, although you gobbled up most of each piece willingly.
Acted every bit your age.
|(I slacked on taking a photo, so I'm sharing this favorite from last spring.)|
I cannot believe you'll be two next month. One felt like a huge deal given your rough start, and two feels like all celebration.
Live it up, baby girl. Live it up!