I’m a few weeks late with this post, but better late than never right?
You are two and a half now. Somedays you seem so much older. You are so highly verbal; your articulation is amazing and your vocabulary astounding. You take my breath away sometimes with your incredible perception of the feelings of others. Your sympathy and empathy are inspiring. Who knew a two year old could feel so much?
It seems like every day you do something new. Yesterday you put your velcro light-up shoes on all by yourself. On the right feet and everything. I don’t have many non-blurry pictures of you right now because you are constantly in motion. You climb and run and play like such a big kid and sometimes I want to say, “Stop! You’re not a big kid. Not yet. You’re still a toddler. Still my little girl.” But I (almost) always let you go – in a million little ways every day – because I know it’s what I’m supposed to do. But oh. Slow down.
Ever since you got sick a month or two ago you’ve suddenly decided that you like to be cuddled. It makes my heart sing every time you say, “I want to be in your arms!” or “Mommy, I need a hug and kiss!” You say it at least a dozen times a day and I can’t get enough of it. I’ve waited two and a half years for this. When you lean your tired head on my shoulder while I read you a bedtime story I feel so complete. And when you wrap your arms and legs around me as tight as you can and say “I love you SO much!” I feel my heart will explode.
You have the most incredible care-taking instincts, especially with animals. I don’t think you’ve ever seen an animal you didn’t love, be it furry, scaled or feathered. Will you be a veterinarian someday? A zoologist? I can’t wait until we can get you a puppy!
Big sister Zoey is so fun to see. You love to hug and kiss Eleanor, and have never once shown any animosity or jealousy toward the little baby that kicked you off your “only child” throne and has taken so much attention away from you. Rather, you display kindness, protective instincts, and a level of patience unheard of in a toddler. That’s not to say you don’t try to tackle Eleanor and steal her toys multiple times a day. You just balance it with your ability to make her laugh better than anyone else. Do you see the way Eleanor’s face lights up when she looks at you, Zoey? You’ve earned that adoration from day one and I hope it lasts a lifetime.
Zoey, you are truly the most amazing person I have ever met. Go conquer the world, my sweet, tough, smart, beautiful girl. Just don’t grow up too fast while you do it. You’re still my Little Bit.