It's official. I have a two year old child. I'm still trying to wrap my mind around that. Time flies is a cruel understatement.
I wanted to surprise her as soon as she woke up in the morning to make her feel extra special. I splattered some gold and black paint on a few balloons and placed them throughout her playroom. As soon as she saw them, she was like "bawoo!"
Of course, she immediately saw her present waiting for her and couldn't wait to open it. I bought her a couple of books, including Where The Wild Things Are (aka the best book ever!) and a tutu she can play around in. I'll surprise her at her birthday party this weekend with a little something I've been working on. She can't stop talking about her birthday "par-y." I've been gearing her up all month for it. She can actually comprehend and get excited about a birthday party this year, and I can't wait to see her face.
We are in full two year old mode, let me tell you. I usually wake up about 5 am and get a few things done before I get a workout in. Yesterday, while waiting for my coffee and rice cake to digest I whipped up a batch of funfetti birthday pancakes to surprise Anabelle when she woke up. When I lit the candles and tried to sing happy birthday, she bucked away from the fire and screamed, "no!" Rude. The pancakes were awesome though. She ate them all and I ate the rest. She's a feign for anything covered in maple syrup.
After nap time, I took her to get some birthday cake ice cream. She had a choice between ice cream or the playground and she chose the former. A girl after my own heart :) I'm also pretty sure she didn't want to spend anymore time outside in this freezing weather. Freezing our insides is way better anyway.
Post ice cream coma, we went to the store and I told her to pick out one birthday gift for herself. Bad idea. I was tortured for nearly half an hour trying to convince her to make a decision. She eventually chose a 45 piece Elmo puzzle that I'm sure is going to take some work to put together. I was never the best at puzzles and I certainly can't rely on her nimble fingers. Yet.
At two years old, Anabelle is sweet, kindhearted with a gentle, sympathetic spirit. She is always smiling and laughing with every chance she gets. This kid absolutely adores affection and requests "mo" hugs and kisses until I suffocate her in love. Her manners are on point too. She's always saying, "dank ou" (thank you) and repeating it until she hears a "you're welcome" in response. Let's see how long she can keep this politeness going.
Cheers to two, my delightful girl! Thank you for choosing me to be your mommy.