My kid Syd turns 2 today.
And I wanted to write a brilliant and sappy post.
Sharing about her year of 1 with a recap of all her major milestones and moments.
But honestly, I can't.
Today, I keep telling myself to breathe.
Today, I keep looking at her and am just so glad she is here.
She no longer is a baby, and yet she still is, and always will be.
She might consider herself at moments a big girl...like when asked to sit in her booster seat at the table or ride in the shopping cart at the store...all things that will make me pull my hair out this year of 2.
The only thing I know for sure is she is my little girl.
My spunky Syd.
We didn't know who you were going to be when we drove to the hospital two years ago.
And when they announced "Girl!" I know I had to think twice.
But you are all girl with a great desire to keep up with your big brothers in all things boy, too.
Converse High Tops continue to fit your personality better than any fancy shoe ...
This year marked your first broken bone...you beat your brothers with that milestone.
This year your pig tails grew longer but not thicker.
Will your hair lose it's soft wispy-ness when you are 2?
Will your one word demands become clear sentences this year?
But I do know...your dimples will continue to grace those cheeks, your blue eyes will continue to sparkle brighter when the sky is blue too, and your feet will still twirl when you sit relaxed.
We love you Syd.
Welcome to your year of 2.
Here is a Sydney photo bomb.
Love her too much to pick just one.