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this is five

birthday girl
One month ago, my beautiful girl turned five. FIVE. How did that happen? (Pretty sure I say that every year. Pretty sure it won’t ever stop.)

Five feels like…kid. Not really a preschooler (although she still is), definitely not a toddler…all kid. All long legs and lanky arms and the ever-increasing, amazing ability to do things on her own that I never thought possible. Just this morning, she surprised me by quickly and accurately following a diagram to put together a marble run she’d never seen before.

How fast she runs! How helpful she can be (when she feels like it)! How her leaps of logic astound and delight me! How she looks after her little brother. How she loves to help me in the garden. How she loves to see the worms wiggle through the soil. How she loves to pose her ballerina Barbie. How she loves to read about dinosaurs. How she loves, loves, to run down the hill leading to our house after a long walk in the stroller.

B is for bunting

We celebrated with not one, but two parties, with cake, cupcakes and tea. Happy birthday wonderful girl!

rainbow cupcakes!
tea party!
pretend pouring
candles
scootering


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the boy turns 2

perfect window light

Oh sweet boy! You are two today! You’ve come so far – your language is shooting ahead in leaps and bounds. You have just started to not be completely petrified of dogs…

Henry TOUCHED A DOG!

You can jump. You can climb. (You’re perhaps a little more able in those areas than a mama might like…) You’ve finally started taking an interest in books (“read it!”) and love to do things on your own (“self!”) which is wonderful and frustrating. (But really, you’re a very capable little boy.) You love to sing and dance and love watching “Let It Go” and “In Summer” with sissy, which you sing along to. You’ve recently discovered “Cindewewa” as well and love watching her sing and putting her shoes on.

You’re such a joy to everyone around you! You give the best hugs. You say “sorry” before you do something you know you’re not supposed to, so that’s entertaining. (And helpful.)

We love you little big guy!

One year ago…

one year old

Two years ago…

Henry David