The Best Two Years

Two years ago my life changed.

Two years ago an itty-bitty 6 pound 10 ounce baby was placed in my arms and I instantly fell in love.

Two years ago I became a mother to a certain beautiful baby girl...

...and I was never quite the same. Now, two years later, that same little girl is a spunky, hold-nothing-back, exquisitely charming 2-year old. These have been, without a doubt, the best two years.

And now for a little update on Sadie’s “favorites” at this very moment. (Which I realize is totally just an excuse for me to brag about her a little but, hey – I’m her mom. It’s my right and honor.)

Sadie...

...loves to dance. Her nursery leader has commented more than once about her cute dancing during singing time. Apparently she stands up and busts some serious moves.

...is quite the singer. She has even started “singing” along with me in sacrament meeting. “Once there was a snowman” is her favorite (no, we do not sing that in sacrament meeting – how awesome would that be, though?).

...is brilliant, in my own humble opinion. She can identify and say all her ABCs, knows most of her colors, counts to 10 (usually skipping 6 and 7), and has a crazy good memory.

...has turned into quite the chatterbox. She’s forming short sentences and is constantly spouting off demands and requests. Luckily, she’s still very good about adding in a “tank-you mommy/daddy!” when she gets what she wants.

...loves books. One of her most-repeated phrases (or should I say demands?) is “book to read!” Some of her favorites: Hungry Little Caterpillar, Click, Clack, Moo, the Napping House, the Pookie series, and Cinderella.

...still throws the world’s loudest tantrums. This is now compounded by the fact that she’s learned the use of possessive pronouns (“no! my book!”)

...has dubbed macaroni and cheese (or “cheese – hot” as she calls it) as her favorite food.

...is a dairy fanatic. The girl loves anything dairy – milk, cheese, yogurt, sour cream. I’m pretty sure this is a big reason she has no problem on the growth chart. :)

...is still a fairly picky eater. I’ve come to realize she could be much, much worse, but it’s still hard to remember that when she refuses to touch the dinner I've slaved over.

...has a serious nurturing instinct. Her beloved baby doll must go everywhere with her. To bed, in the car, next to her highchair. She’s great at “giving it loves” and regularly sings songs to her, rocks her, wraps her up in blankies, and spends hours situating her along with all of her accessories in a good spot.

and, last but not least, she is absolutely beautiful...

Happy Birthday, Sadie Shay!

Thank you for making our little world a funnier, brighter, more lovable place.