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Dear Lyla...



Sweet girl, you are two!  You have brought us another fun (although sometimes challenging) year.  At your two-year checkup you weighed 26.3 pounds and were 33.5 inches tall, both right at the 50th percentile.  You are estimated to be 5'7" when you are older - crazy looking at your mom's genes!


We have loved seeing you blossom into a little toddler who has such a big personality.  One of our favorite things about you is hearing your language explode.  You had so many words you used when you were 12 months, and over the past year we've seen you learn new words and signs, remember names and people, and combine words into such fun sentences!  It's so funny to hear the things you tell us every day.  You say things like, "I have crazy hair!" and "Lay down mommy, close your eyes."  You still love shoes and like to pick out which ones you want to wear each day.  I'll ask you which shoes you want and inevitably you put your finger up to your face and say, "Umm...I wanna wear...umm...I want my...umm..." before finally choosing!  You love putting shoes on and taking them off, along with jewelry and bows.  You know all your colors and signs for them, you count to 13 frequently, and you give orders to us on a daily basis (yes, you can be a little bossy).  Books are a favorite and you love reading to us and to your babies.  And of course, our days wouldn't be complete without your singing!  Oh my goodness, you sing all the time.  All. The. Time.  Your favorites are Old McDonald, Itsy Bitsy Spider, the ABCs, Where is Thumbkin (complete with various verses for family members and friends), and Jesus Loves Me.  Tea parties are never-ending here and you like to invite various babies and family members to participate.  You love "cooking" and "cleaning" (while singing the clean up song, of course).



You are smart, curious, fearless, sweet, and ornery all rolled into one.  Sometimes you are a little bossy and act a little too big for your own britches!  You comprehend waaaay more than we give you credit for and prove that to us when we least expect it.  You can be picky with food (not surprising considering who your mother is) but you are generally a good eater.  Your favorite foods are pickles, yogurt, sausage, peanut butter, and strawberries.  In the few times you've tasted chocolate you've really loved it.  You even went to the cabinet where mommy's "special stash" is located and proclaimed (loudly), "I want choc-it, I want choc-it!" (I'll be honest, I'm proud that you know what the good stuff is early in life, even if I refuse to give it to you when you ask!)  You love dancing and playing with your friends.  We are so excited to see you become a big sister, although I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little sad that you won't be my baby anymore.   You are already so sweet to Lucy.  Just last night you were giving her (i.e., my baby bump) zerberts and kisses and then patted and said, "I love you Lucy."  Oh how it melted our hearts!  I know you'll have some adjusting to do when Lucy makes her debut, but I think she's going to be pretty lucky to have you for as her big sister.  I love your kisses and hugs and when we rock at night.  You definitely try our patience at times and can be a stinker.  But, when it all comes down to it, I still get teary at the thought of how lucky we are to have you.  What a precious blessing you are to our family!



We love you more than you'll ever know and can't wait to see what the next year holds.

Love,
Mommy & Daddy  

 

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