You are 2 1/2 years old and the past 6 months have taken what's left of your babyhood with them. You're potty trained and no longer nap. The daily tantrums have mostly subsided, your vocabulary is incredibly robust, and your eating patterns match the rest of the family. You're emotionally intelligent and know how to get people to do what you want. You love to read and play independently quite well. You want to be doing whatever your brothers are and sneak sweets any chance you get. You're willing to try new foods and mostly eat what you're served. You refused chicken or salmon for the first two years of your life. One day you decided to add them to your repertoire and have regualrly enjoyed them since.
I remember reading that what Americans refer to as the "Terrible Two's," the Dutch call the "Testing Phase". I love that. Two year olds are super cute and fun, not terrible at all, in my opinion. But they test. Over and over and over and over. You have tested the boundaries enough times to know where they stand and have developed respect for a number of them. You know that we buckle our seatbelts right when we get in the car, that we brush our teeth before bed and whining isn't the best way to get what you want. There are others you are still learning to accept. Despite the struggle it is to parent, I treasure your strong will.
Your adventurous and always up for trying something new. The gap in your size and ambition has narrowed so I don't feel nearly as nervous when you're scaling heights more appropriate for an 8-year-old. You've picked up sayings from your brothers like, "I'm going to punch you in the face, you're so mean to me and it's not fair." As the third child there is no protecting your innocence. You love Paw Patrol pajamas and refuse to wear anything else to bed. You love to sing and can often be found humming a tune in your crib first thing in the morning. The ABC's and Twinkle Twinkle being your most frequent performances. When you sing the ABC's you finish with a real strong "next time won't you sing with meeeeeeeeeeee." If you ask for something and the answer is yes you respond with a "wooohooo" under your breath.
Being a spirited girl with two older brothers has certainly matured you faster than her peers. I'm still surprised at the way you recall details and express your needs. You've recently started saying "guess what?" And the answer is "I love you." You love giving hugs and kisses to the whole family before bed and sleeping with your favorite blankie. Per your developmental stage, you like to do everything yourself and attempting to help you is a cardinal mistake. It feels like unscrewing the toothpaste cap to expedite the process would be a good thing but it always results is a meltdown, and beginning the process again.
Watching you learn and grow is my greatest joy. The prayer in my heart has been the same since the day that you were born- that you would know how deeply loved and wanted you are. You are such an important part of our family. I'm incredibly thankful for who you are and the lessons that being your mama brings.
xoxo,
Your loving mama
I remember reading that what Americans refer to as the "Terrible Two's," the Dutch call the "Testing Phase". I love that. Two year olds are super cute and fun, not terrible at all, in my opinion. But they test. Over and over and over and over. You have tested the boundaries enough times to know where they stand and have developed respect for a number of them. You know that we buckle our seatbelts right when we get in the car, that we brush our teeth before bed and whining isn't the best way to get what you want. There are others you are still learning to accept. Despite the struggle it is to parent, I treasure your strong will.
Your adventurous and always up for trying something new. The gap in your size and ambition has narrowed so I don't feel nearly as nervous when you're scaling heights more appropriate for an 8-year-old. You've picked up sayings from your brothers like, "I'm going to punch you in the face, you're so mean to me and it's not fair." As the third child there is no protecting your innocence. You love Paw Patrol pajamas and refuse to wear anything else to bed. You love to sing and can often be found humming a tune in your crib first thing in the morning. The ABC's and Twinkle Twinkle being your most frequent performances. When you sing the ABC's you finish with a real strong "next time won't you sing with meeeeeeeeeeee." If you ask for something and the answer is yes you respond with a "wooohooo" under your breath.
Being a spirited girl with two older brothers has certainly matured you faster than her peers. I'm still surprised at the way you recall details and express your needs. You've recently started saying "guess what?" And the answer is "I love you." You love giving hugs and kisses to the whole family before bed and sleeping with your favorite blankie. Per your developmental stage, you like to do everything yourself and attempting to help you is a cardinal mistake. It feels like unscrewing the toothpaste cap to expedite the process would be a good thing but it always results is a meltdown, and beginning the process again.
Watching you learn and grow is my greatest joy. The prayer in my heart has been the same since the day that you were born- that you would know how deeply loved and wanted you are. You are such an important part of our family. I'm incredibly thankful for who you are and the lessons that being your mama brings.
xoxo,
Your loving mama
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