after cramming a whole fistful of ice cream into her mouth, Keira discovers that yes, ice cream is cold! Two.
She's two.
Simply impossible to believe, but she's really two.
Yesterday was Keira's birthday (her second, if you couldn't guess.) This is the first special occasion that she's been able to anticipate, and seeing her develop the ability to grasp an abstract concept and get excited about it makes me realize how much she's changed in just 24 short months.
Since her last birthday, she's honed her walking skills and learned run; started to speak in full sentences; begun to grasp pronouns; figured out how to pick up, put down, and manipulate pretty much anything with her hands; has learned to try and share (not consistently, of course); decided to stand her ground without being a bully; started to offer hugs and kisses; learned names and relationships; has developed an imagination; and has figured out how to start holding up her end of the conversation. In short, she's no longer a baby. But I can say that baby or no, I really like the person she's becoming. Now, if we can only keep it that way.
She was so excited for her birthday (or as Keira would say, her O-berday.) She knows Saturday is her party, and that Grandma and Grandpa are coming, so the excitement isn't over yet.
For me, Saturday equals:
- Sixteen kids
- Twenty-some adults
- Pony rides
- Picnic food
- Games, and
- One homemade sheet cake with a jungle theme
Please, for the love of all that is holy, wish me luck.
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