23 MONTHS

Our BABY is 23 months old. I don't know how she got so big. Sometimes when I get her out of the tub and wrap her little wet body in a towel, I can still see what she looked like when she was tiny. And I love it. She is busy and wild these days. She screams, she bites, she throws things and looks so dainty and sweet all the while. She talks up a storm and manages, somehow, to turn the lights on in her room everynight when she is supposed to be sleeping. She loves to eat chips and cheese sticks and asks for "MILK!" a hundred times a day. She is still a crazy health nut and tried to eat all of mommy's spinach eggs this morning. She still does sign language too, even though she really is talking a lot. Of all her words, she says, "Huh?" the most often. She loves to dance and loves to "play!" with the "kids" even more.  Today she said and signed "Go! Car! Play! Kids!" The nursery at church and the daycare at the gym are her two favorite places on earth. The boys love her and she tattles on them..."Mom! Ben. Hurt" and then raises her pinkie finger or whatever was bumped during play. She loves "Carlie" the dog, giving him squeezes around the neck and kisses each day. Every time she calls him, she says "Carlie! Come here! And pats her leg. For as cute as it is, he has never obeyed, not even once. She is impatient and naked most days. She loves to give butterfly kisses and watch the deer roaming the neighborhood. She likes to sing Twinkle Twinkle and Popcorn Popping and Five little Monkeys. She counts as she walks down the stairs, just like mommy taught her. She reads  and reads and reads some more. She especially loves her ladybug book and the farm animal pop up book. She is a tease. Tonight she took off with Nick's glue stick, just because she could. She and Olivia love to cuddle up in blankets and watch "Good Luck Charlie" on tv. She doesn't like to have her hair done. Period. "All Done!!" I love this little Miss. She changed our lives forever 23 months ago and I will always be grateful.