Yesterday my first little girl became a two-year-old.
The little girl who still doesn't sleep well at night and wakes up bright and early, bright-eyed and bushy tailed - running into my room with two blankets, a binkie, a bottle and a baby doll.
The one who learned this week that opening the fridge doors a hundred times a day is unacceptable.
The one who strips from the waist down, everyday, and runs around saying, "naked butt!"
The little girl I love so much that it makes me cry if I think about it too hard.
The one I love so much because her smile is a million watts, and her eyes are so huge and so blue, and because of the way she nestles her little head in mama's shoulder when she cuddles. And she always wants to cuddle.
