Two and a Half

I've had this in my drafts for ages and want to get some things recorded about our little 2-yr old because she is now 2.5!  Our baby Lizzie won't be the baby come next month.

Second Birthday

Elizabeth is at such a fun age.   I love two-year olds and I wish I could bottle her up so I could always have my two-year old buddy around...minus the outbursts. :)  She is a delightful little tease.  We never would have imagined she'd grow up to be such a ham/character/cheeky little girl because she was such a serious and somber baby. 

Here are some things I want to record.   This is really for own journaling and I'm sure there are a lot of typos (in addition to the ones that are on purpose to show how Lizzie's speaks) but now it's at least written for me/her to remember.

You love your daddy.  Some of your first 'sentences' were "Daddy come home!" and "Daddy hold YOU!"  You get so excited when Daddy comes home and are so affectionate and sweet to all of us.  Though sometimes your affections can be a little rough.

You love to eat but can be picky about what you will eat.  If I'm not prompt with getting food, you take matters into your own hands.   Some of your first words were, "I do it."

As a matter of fact, you take a lot of things into your own hands.  You put on 3-4 pair of shoes by yourself while we wait for your sister to get on one pair for school.

You adore Samara and your cousins and love playing with older kids.  But you don't like when I call you Samara.  The other day when I called you Samara and you said, "Don't call me dat.  I'm not Samara.  My name is Elizabet!"  You know your whole name and it's so cute when you say it.

When you are excited, you can barely contain it.  You crinkle your nose and squeeze your fists together and say "Otay!  leeeet's do it".  It makes my day every time.

You love poo-poo and potty talk, tell knock-knock jokes, "read" and tell stories.  It's adorable when you say, "once upon a time" then proceed to tell a story and finish with "dee end!"

You are polite and are good at remembering your "please and thank yous" without being prompted.  You mostly repeat only nice things.  When we went to the store a while back and Samara wanted something you calmly told her, "not today darling."

You'll often tell us, "oh dats nice.  Good job."  You went through a phase where you told me repeatedly about anything new, "I'm not afraid to try."

Your imagination is growing all the time.  You had the following conversation with yourself after ringing the doorbell on the play house, "ding dong.  tome in.  how are you?  I'm fine.  My friends are toming over tonight.  Oh, dats fun."

You readily agree to things but then are quick and have a very rational reason for not doing it when the time comes.  When we went to take these pictures (soon after you turned two) we talked the whole way about how you were going to cooperate and let me take your picture.  You did not cooperate at all and when I asked why your reply: "betause I wanted to det in the water."

When I asked asked why you threw your banana off your tray and made a big mess, your reply: "Betause I don't want to eat a banana, mama."

When we were at the store and you started throwing oranges from the cart and I asked why on earth you'd do that, your reply: "Betause they look like balls."

When asked to sing a song in the car, your reply: "no, I'm too tired to sing today."

You don't say your k's and g's and I think it's darling.  We thought only buckwheat from the little rascals said, "otay".  You often add in words like probably and anyway when explaining something. 

You have so many expressions!

You went through a little "owie" phase, where you always wanted a band-aid and thought you were hurt when we took it off of you.  You were always asking for "new owies" if your band-aid fell off.

Last week you had a bad ear infection and kept asking for a band-aid for your ear.  You did not want to go to the doctor and when I told you we were going so she could look in your ear, you said, "I'm all better.  My ear don't hurt no more." (even though it had ruptured that morning)

Your baby goes EVERYwhere with you.  You love babies--both pretend and real.  You tell me about your baby, "This is my favorite baby.  She loves me so much."  And you tell her, "c'mon darlin" when you want to go somewhere.  Our friends were kind enough to let you hold their new baby a couple weeks ago and you didn't want to stop holding her.  You kept saying, "she's a sweet baby."  Then you asked, "can we take it home with us?"

You also love your dreamlite and the little butterfly goes almost as many places as your doll does.  The other night I came up to check on you and found you asleep with your dreamlite on and your baby resting on your chest.  So sweet.

You don't like time outs but are getting better at understanding why you are having one.

You are not afraid to let us or anyone else know when you don't like something.  When we went to the doctor you kept saying, "I don't like it here.  Go away.  I'm all better so we can go home."

You love going to the "moo-z-em" and make the cutest super hero.

And last but not least, you almost have enough hair for pigtails, which are adorable but you won't keep in.