“Babies sure don’t last long, do they?” Little Man commented recently when we were talking about his sister’s upcoming birthday.
“Not long at all,” I remarked, thinking that he sounded much older than his eight years.
“They come home tiny little babies and before you know it, they’re toddlers, running all over the place and biting people!”
The biter Baby Girl’s second birthday is today. Last year, I wrote about her birth story here. Even though she still has a lot of babyish aspects (including getting that one bottle and still sleeping in her little sleep sack), there’s no mistaking that she’s a legit toddler now and just a few steps away from leaving all that baby stuff behind.
We don’t have any big plans for her birthday aside from getting together with some family and friends for dinner at her favorite restaurant (and by “favorite,” I mean one of the few restaurants where we can find something she’ll eat). Considering that she won’t care about anything beyond eating cake and ripping the wrapping paper off gifts, that should be plenty.
We gave her a play kitchen this morning, which she loved, and we saved a stuffed Batman doll for tonight, since that’s a little easier to carry into a restaurant.
So, happy two years, Baby Girl! I’m lucky to get to call you my daughter. ❤