yahoo, woo's two!
unfortunately she was so unwell and the entire day/evening turned into a non-event. poor baby,
we love you woosie, although, on a daily basis you drive me mad, around the bend, up the wall, into a nut house. and then you say or do something deliciously
you and i forgive you the makeup all over the chair (and you), the ongoing fascination with all things toilet related, the sneaky chocolate spread on tiggy's bed, the gouging of his arms and face, the foot stamping tantrums.
you had "pecil" on your "mingers" the other day (you know, on the ends of your hands). you love "shiclate" (not on tiggy's bed though). you have the most extraordinary vocabulary and are able to speak in full sentences. you love to sing and dance - yesterday you danced
as you painted. you care for your dollies like they are living, breathing babies. you love tigs even if he's being yuk to you. you are persistent and persuasive. you are the most flexible child i've ever met and can do the splits in any direction, a back bend and you
love to be swung through the air upside down. you have a perfect pencil grasp, albeit as you're drawing on yourself, the walls and the furniture. when you wake you're always happy. daddy says you smell like heaven when he cuddles you and snuggles his nose in behind your ears, after you've been sleeping.
you are all this and so much more. more than we ever dared to dream about.
we love you little girl and are so happy that you are ours, and we are yours.
happy birthday darling, here's to turning three!
