Elizabeth is 2!



dear Elizabeth,

as I write this, you've actually been two for several weeks! your special day concluded our crazy string of birthdays (three birthdays in three weeks!). you are most definitely two, with your rapidly expanding vocabulary, your sense of humor, your strong opinions, and your (thankfully rare) falling on the ground, kicking your feet temper tantrums. you love to sing "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star", the ABCs, "No More Monkeys Jumping on the Bed" and "The Wheels on the Bus". you are obsessed with Cocomelon and have a few singing Cocomelon toys that are on heavy rotation in the car and diaper bag.

you were thrilled to try on Cece's cheerleading hair bow



updates from daycare... they're continually impressed by how much you love yogurt!

baby in a basket

playing piano with Cece and Daddy



you frequently melt our hearts by telling us "I lush you". you can say the names of everyone in the family including yourself ("Ellie"), Greta ("Gaga"), and Victoria ("Towia" or "Toto" or just "baby"). you get into everything and we've had to put latches on almost every cupboard and drawer downstairs to keep you out of mischief. the salt and pepper shakers can no longer stay on the dining room table, and wallets and phones are no longer safe on the kitchen counters. you have a knack for sneaking completely silently into your sisters' rooms to stick your fingers into Greta's lip gloss and move the dolls around Cece's dollhouse. it's a good thing you're so cute! 

I was standing in the kitchen just around the corner and out of sight while you helped yourself to washable paint that was in one of Cece's bags, unbeknownst to me. five minutes later when I checked on you, you held up your hands and said "gloves!" and your feet and said "socks!". 

kisses for baby sister



you love playing with baby dolls and frequently parrot phrases you hear all day: "it's okay, baby! shhhh. oh, honey, it's okay. you drop it? oh, goodness. oh goodness gracious. hurry up! oh, you fell down. kaboom! no worries. I wipe your bum. all clean!" and when you're frustrated: "oh, come on!!"  

this incredible wool coat set was a hand-me-down from your Auntie Amelia. 

you strutted down the street to church


when I knelt to get your picture, you knelt too. if a little Victorian girl had a beatific vision, I'm pretty sure this is what it would look like. 


for your birthday dinner, we had chicken nuggets and macaroni and cheese, with cupcakes for dessert. you were absolutely thrilled with your new lunchbox and water bottle, with a straw spout just like the big girls have. in typical Murphy's law fashion, you were sporting a brand new black eye for your birthday, the result of falling and hitting your cheek on a wooden chair leg. poor baby! 





after dinner, you absconded with a hardboiled egg from the pile I was peeling for the older girls' school lunches



we sure love you, Elizaboo! 

Comments

  1. Oh she is so adorable :) And toddlers are just the best!! That was so sweet that she kneeled down like you, they are always watching and listening and you are obviously a very sweet family based on how she acts and what she says :)

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