Time really flies when you have kids. Your baby wakes up one morning and is no longer a baby! Well, she’s kind of a baby/toddler/girl mix. The kind of girl who can now communicate in sentences like “I want more” or “Hi mommy” or demands to play the same Veggie Tales song twenty times a day. The kind of girl who is independent, strong-willed, and determined to carry her own backpack because she sees big sister going to school with a backpack. But then there are moments you realize she’s still very much a baby. Like when you can’t explain to her why you can’t eat a candle. Candles are not food. Candles are dangerous.
Or when you realize that she still has those delicious, baby cheeks. I think I took Annelise’s baby cheeks for granted. Because I don’t remember the exact moment in which her baby cheeks disappeared. So I’m making a commitment to appreciate the little things, like Katelynn’s baby cheeks and her pot belly. I know that soon (maybe in a year), those cheeks will shrink and her belly will go down and she will become a big girl like her older sister. Till then, I have to steal as many kisses on her cheeks as I can.
Happy birthday to our spirited baby girl, wild child, daredevil, Miss Piggie who can out-eat adults, and the only two year old I know who still drools through five bibs a day! You certainly keep me on my toes – I’ve been chasing you around all year, catching you bathing in toilet water, eating dirt and sand, climbing on all sorts of things and getting stuck in chairs and shelves. Somehow in the midst of the chaos, all your mischief and adventures, myriad tantrums and crying, you have managed to steal my heart. I think it has to do with those irresistibly plump cheeks. Kissing them is pure bliss.