Dear Apricot,
Today is the last day you will ever be two. I cannot believe how fast the time has flown.
Today, on the last day of two, we are struggling with small things that feel like big things.
Today, on the last day of two, you are as feisty as ever, especially since the attention has not been on you lately.
Today, on the last day of two, I feel something like an inadequate mother. We should be celebrating more. I should not be getting frustrated as easily. You should be better behaved.
Today, on the last day of two, half of the house is sick. Still sick, I should say. With Uncle RobinHood at five days, and Daddy at two days, it feels like the sickness will never ever leave us. This is why the attention on you is lacking. This is why my frustration point is so very small it is not fair to an adult, let alone someone who is on their last day of being two.
Today, on the last day of two, you are the smartest two-year-old I know - that I have ever known.
Today, on the last day of two, you can write your name clearly, and have been doing so for at least six months.
Today, on the last day of two, you can read small books by yourself with just a little guidance.
Today, on the last day of two, you are my shining star, with so much love and life and energy it brings tears to my eyes.
Today, on the last day of two, you are loud. Oh so loud. And excitable. And fidgety. And sweet. Oh so sweet.
Today, on the last day of two, your smile is infectious.
Today, on the last day of two, you are completely potty trained, and have been so for at least six months. Yes, even through the night.
Today, on the last day of two, you like the simple things. You do not have many conventional toys, and that's okay with you. I think even if you did, you would still choose to play with the odd things. (The flippers from the tinker toys are your choice toys today.)
Today, on the last day of two, we were praying for a brother or sister for you. We thought you'd have at least one by now and be working on another. We love the time we get to spend with you, but we know you would absolutely thrive with a sibling. Not to mention, it would be nice for you to have someone to play with other than Daddy and me.
Today, on the last day of two, your closest friends (other than Daddy and me) are Pancake, Potta-tee-too, Miss Mary and Monkey.
Today, on the last day of two, you sleep with three animals (also your friends): Piggy aka Bacon, Seal aka Luce (Luce-seal) and Bunny, who is currently your favorite. Bunny likes to come downstairs in the morning and play with us.
Today, on the last day of two, you still let me rock you at nap-time. I love rocking you. Lately I have been singing Hush, Little Baby; reciting The Going to Bed Book by Sandra Boyton; and singing Rock-a-Bye Baby. You are the one that insists on Rock-a-Bye Baby.
Today, on the last day of two, you still suck your (left) thumb and twirl your hair. You have been grabbing at your hair since before it was long enough to grab.
Today, on the last day of two, we must tuck you in very tight, "turn your angel on" and also turn on your fan.
Today, on the last day of two, I have tried to soak up as many moments as I possibly can, and yet, the time still seems to zip by me at lighting speed. It is as if I am trying to grasp the wind. I never knew how much one little life could fill my heart so much that I love practically everything about you. Everything you do is wonderful, and cute, and hilarious. You have so much spunk it's hard to describe.
Today, on the last day of two, you can be an intentional buster. That's not so fun. I'm not sure why you do it. But you're probably just seeing what happens. Exploring the world, I suppose.
Today, on the last day of two, you have your Momma's rebellion and your Daddy's mischievousness. Oy vey.
Today, on the last day of two, it is snowing. It is snowing just like it did on the last full day of my pregnancy.
Today, on the last day of two, I am sitting on the couch looking at balloons from a beloved Aunt, who cares so much. We are thankful for these balloons because your party was supposed to be today, but it had to be postponed due to the sickness in the house. We feel bad about that. But luckily, you're two! and you don't really realize these types of things yet. You're napping right now, and I can't wait to see your face with you come downstairs and see your balloons.
Today, on the last day of two, I am praying for a good three-hour nap. It's the norm still (thank you Jesus), but this week has been a little rough. And, for whatever reason, the less sleep you get, the less you want to sleep! Usually you get up at 8, nap from 12-3, and go to bed at 8.
Today, on the last day of two, I love watching you grow and explore and become the little you that you are.
Today, on the last day of two, you are my favorite girl in all the land.
Today, on the last day of two, I love you.
Love and kisses, Momma
