Sweet little Meggie,
I am going to start your 2
nd birthday letter the same way I started your 1
st birthday letter. How can it be that it was 2 years ago that I held you in my arms for the first time?!? It just doesn’t seem possible.
And yet here we are on your Birthday. It is the peak of gratitude of every gift that your life has given me the last 24 months.
It is the day that I will always reflect on you; what I’ve learned from you, how I’ve changed, what I want for you and what you mean to me.
Sweet Megan, what a little girl you have become. No longer are you the small, helpless baby who needed me for every waking need. Right before my eyes the chubs are leaving your fingers and legs. And as the days go on your secret language of babbling is turning into real words and phrases. But today, I will stop lamenting on the things that aren’t happening anymore and celebrate and love on who you are now :)
You started out being more confident in physical abilities but boy has that changed! You can communicate very, very well these days. You play pretend, make up games with 'bubba and sissy', love to color on yourself (you are covered in markers daily), and you love to make others laugh. We call you our little comedienne. You combine songs by singing 'ABCD... now I wonder what you are' and your favorite song by far is "Mary Had a Little Lamb', although you know every finger movement to 'Where is Thumbkin?'. But, you demand that we sing "Mary Little Lamb mama!" about 2 millions times in the car so I'm thinkin' it's your fave.
You are adamant that you get 'mooches and hugs' before nap time, bed time and when anyone leaves. You come running and push out your lips for kisses and lean into us for hugs ;) You go crazy over bologna (I know... it's weird) and any “treats.” We can’t even say the word “cookie” out loud or else you’ll beg for one. You are certainly my sweet-toothed child!
You are crazy adventurous and not fearful of
anything. You climb down the stairs without help, despite our attempts to get you to go down the stairs on your bottom or tummy. You scale the climby-things at the park and snub your nose at the toddler area of the park, instead climbing up flights of stairs to get to the long, twisty slides. Nothing scares you... which is awesome in some respects and not so much in others. Parking lots and pools are my worst nightmare these days ;)
Your language development has been astounding. Each day you amaze us with some new word of phrase. We giggle as you talk in true two-year-old fashion, speaking in third person saying things like “Meggie sick', "Meggie like it', "Meggie bank-et (blanket). Some of your other favorite phrases include: “Mine!' (delightful), 'I needa snack", go outside n pway'. But the biggest heart-melter is how you’ve figured out how to say “love you” and use it in context. When you look me in the eyes and say it, I turn into a little puddle of mush. I hope you continue to keep such intense love for life in your heart as you grow into an adult.
Your brother and sister have introduced you into the world of bodily functions and you happily shout 'I TOOT!', and you love to say, "ko-lee poops!' (Chloe poops!). You think any sort of burping or farting is hysterical, so thankfully you fit in with you daddy and siblings. Poop and farting are big deals to grown men and preschoolers :)
Speaking of your siblings... your relationships with them have been super cool to witness, esp. since I don't know what it's like to have siblings. You love snuggling with sister and wrestling with bubba. You say 'get bubba sissy school' a million times a day and you can't wait 'til they get home so they can play with you. Of course, you get into their rooms, into Jake's Nerf guns, and Lauren's lip gloss, and you drive them batty sometimes, I won't lie. But they both adore you and you're always the first one that they go to share their treats and toys.
You love to eat (you ask for snacks about every 5 minutes), and you are
always go, go, go. You NEVER EVER sit still, and I mean that wholeheartedly. You have yet to sit down and play with a toy for longer than 3 minutes, except if you're getting into trouble ;) If you're coloring on yourself or the tile floors, you're quiet for about 5 minutes. If you're overfilling the sink, you're quiet for about 6 minutes. And if you're emptying out Chloe's food or water dish onto the carpet, you're quiet for about 7 minutes. But other than that, you never.ever.ever. sit still. Just ask Mandy and Sarah :)
You are very good at saying your prayers before meals and bedtime. You clasp your little hands together, clench your eyes, and say 'Jesus, tanks food. amen' (Dear Jesus, thank you for this food, etc...) and 'Jesus, bubba, sissy, amen' (Dear Jesus, watch over bubba, sissy, etc..) Those are your go-to prayers.
Besides your immediate family, your favorite people these days are 'Millie May', "Max', 'Gwacie', 'Mahk n Gili' (Mark and Jaime), Adam and 'Li-mam and Aidan.' You often tell me that you 'pwayed with fwiends' and it's so sweet that you already have favorites ;)
Lastly, and how can I not document this when it's so much a part of this stage you're in, but you have the worst temper of all three of you kiddos. Seriously. You are incredibly dramatic and kick, hit, pinch, bite and SCREAM AT THE TOP OF YOUR LUNGS on an hourly basis, and nope, I'm not kidding. You flail around and I am constantly having to watch where your legs and hands are flying so that I'm not assaulted. You are frequently in recovery time and I'll be honest, most of my prayers for sanity revolve around you ;) You keep me on my knees in front of Him, so that I can parent you with love, patience and kindness despite your epic tantrums. But, I
still wouldn't change you for the world, baby girl.
We love you so much sweetie. You are truly a blessing to our family, and you are so special... you always will be. I pray that above all else, you come to know the Lord and accept Him into your heart, and serve to glorify Him. It won't be an easy journey, but He is the only way and the only way to peace and joy. Never forget how much the Lord, your daddy, mommy, sissy and bubba love you :)
Happy birthday, Meggie May
Smooches,
Mama