We met this little girl.
And here she is now. (again, in her "gotcha day" gear)
I know! She doesn't even look like the same child. And do you see those sleeves? She's grown!
She is so funny. We catch her dancing all the time, whether it's in the car, on our lap, watching Sesame Street, or just bopping around the house. (My favorite is her Curious George monkey move.) She loves to sing, and occasionally I'll hear her during naptime, singing, "you.... peck.... doo-doo-doo. bum! bum!" (Gramma sings Bushel and a Peck by Doris Day. The girls love it.) Our all-American girl loves McDonalds and she points every one of their restaurants out to me. She hardly ever forgets to say "thank you," although we're still working on "please" when she wants something. (Right now she prefers to whine for it.) She's two in every sense of the word and tests me like crazy.
She LOVES her "two piggies" If only you could see her bounce around after she's had her hair done...
She's currently obsessed with "purple" but it's not a color to her. She just wants it. And sometimes it substitutes for the number 10. She doesn't watch a lot of tv, but she does like "Baby Signing Times" and will randomly show me the signs for different words she has learned. (Love that!) She now lets her daddy put her to bed, even though she still cries a little at first, but once they start singing "This Little Light of Mine" and "The B-I-B-L-E", she's golden. She LOVES going to nursery, and starts cheering and clapping as soon as we pull into the church parking lot. (She used to sob and scream.) She has come a long way in these last months.
She and her sister are best buddies and typical siblings. They scream, fight, hit, push and knock each other over. But they can't wait to see each other in the morning. Or after naps. And her sister simply adores her.
And that's where we are, 9 months later. Wow.