You love accessories (bracelets! neckos! hats! coats! shoes!), your brother, the rest of your family, dogs, going on walks, reading, playing with blocks, puzzles, the iPad, water. I love that you love books since I do and my mother did. Your favorite ones right now are probably the 100 Words book, The Littlest Elf, and Mr. Brown's sounds book. You also enjoy playing with your school friends and your cousin. You are very outgoing, smart, funny, cute. You pitch fits but Mommy's learning how to manage them a bit better. Your favorite songs are "Old MacDonald" (by FAR), "Row Row Row Your Boat," and "Itsy Bitsy Spider."
You have been a big help with your brother. You find his paci and give it to him when he's crying. Lately, you've also taken to showing him things or explaining things to him. You love to hug him or get down on the floor with him. And he loves looking at you--he smiles and smiles. But you're also a little jealous sometimes. You seem to be a Mommy's girl right now.
We've introduced the potty. You've had some successes but we're no where near being done potty training. It's something I'm looking forward to us accomplishing this year, though.
You have gotten a little better at sleeping. You only take one nap now, and you don't cry as much when we try to put you to bed. You do wake up sometimes in the middle of the night, though. Sometimes you get back to sleep on your own and sometimes Daddy helps. You're now in your toddler bed. I thought it would be a more difficult transition but you did great.
You bring joy. To everyone. People love you, Chicken. Poor Granddad is wrapped around your little finger. He calls you "Little Angel" and "Small Wonder." The first one is accurate some of the time but the second one always is. It has been an honor to be your Mommy. I look at you sometimes now and see that you are, in fact, a small person. That Daddy and I made. And you live here. With us. It's hard to wrap my mind around but I'm so glad you're here. So happy birthday, tiny dancer. I hope year 3 is even better.