Allie's 2nd Birthday Letter

Dear Allie,

Happy Birthday, Allie!

Yesterday you turned two years old.  Two.  TWO.  It’s bittersweet for me because, although you are turning into a delightful little girl, you have all but left behind your baby years.

In fact, I can only think of two differences between you, my baby, and your sister, my preschooler: you still sleep in a crib, and you still wear diapers.  Other than that, you’re over the “baby” thing. No bottles or pacifiers or strollers or onesies for you.  You are independent.  “I do it!” is your most common refrain.  Forget one word communication; you’ve moved on to 3 and 4 word phrases and sentences.  I don’t think you talk as much as your sister yet, but you carry on just fine verbally.

You’ve started singing parts of songs as of late…  ABC’s…Itsy Bitsy Spider…Twinkle Little Star.  When we get in the car, you immediately ask me to play, “Here’s To You” by Rascal Flatts.  You also enjoy Michael Buble’s rendition of “Can’t Buy Me Love”, which you call Diamond Ring.  Last Christmas you really took to “Little Drummer Boy”.  You request it by saying, “Mommy, rum-pah-pum-pum” while beating your chest.  In fact, you still ask for it…and it’s July.

I know parents aren’t supposed to compare their kids because they will all get complexes that they will still be sorting out with a therapist when they are 30, but you are different from Lexi in a lot of ways.

You are much more assertive than Lexi.  I can ask you to do something, and if you don’t want to do it, you don’t do it.  You either walk away or you stare at me, eyebrows raised, blinking those round brown eyes of yours, just waiting to see what I will do.  If I send you to time out, when you get out, you run around the house telling everyone “I time out!  I time out!”  You may end up requiring more “creative” forms of discipline.

While you are less touchy-feely than Lexi is, you are just as loving.  If Lexi gets hurt, you run to me and say, “Siser cryin’! Siser cryin’!” with as much concern on your face as if you were the one hurting.  One of your favorite things to do right now is to climb into Lexi’s bed with her and snuggle and giggle.   She eats it up when you hug her and offer to hold her hand.  You’ll often hold hands in the backseat when we’re driving places, and it’s too cute for me to handle.

In fact, watching your interaction with Lexi is one of the best parts of my job.  Although you fight over toys like all siblings, you really do get along quite well.  I think it has a lot to do with Lexi embracing the older sister role, but your eagerness to play and laugh helps too.  You love to chase Lexi, read with her, and tell jokes to each other.

Well, you only have one joke.  It goes like this:

Allie: Knock-knock

Someone else: Who’s there?

Allie: Ut-tato (translation: sweet potato)

Someone else: Sweet potato who?

Allie: (silence)……Ahhhhhhhhh Haaaaaaaaa Haaaaaaaaa Haaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Allie at her swim party.

When you aren’t telling jokes, you love to count and go to the park and talk on the phone.  I think you talk to Grandma (whom you call Monga) almost everyday.  You love your grandparents.  You immediately took to Pop and Grandpa (whom you call Ba-Ba.  Ba-Ba and Monga make a cute couple…).

While I am sad to see the end of your babyness, I am so grateful for a healthy, joyful little girl.  I know the year ahead will bring much growth and many memorably anecdotes.  I am looking forward to spending it and many more with you, my sweet girl.






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