Dear Zoe,
You are two and a half. And soooo much more mature than 2. You're a little girl and with this new maturity comes some pretty strong opinions and some pretty awesome meltdowns. Terrible twos? I don't think I'd call it that. Bad hair days? Maybe. Especially since I just cut your fringe and it's way too short. You look WAY younger than you are. You look about 18. 18 months that is. I'm surprised you weren't ID'd at kindy. But, at least this unsightly haircut coincided with my camera being in the shop. So, there won't be toooo much evidence of said unsightly haircut.
We've had a few rough mornings where you'll burst into tears when it's time for you to get dressed. And no amount of consoling seems to help. I even offer to let you run around half naked and that seems to spin you out even more. Which is surprising since running around the house slapping your belly has previously lead to hours of fun. But, there you have it. Unexplicable meltdowns. You are very lucky to have a mom like me. A patient mom. An understanding mom. Super mom. I'm pretty sure any other mom would be strapping you to the roof rack and going through a car wash. But, not me. Nope. Good thing Tolerant is my middle name.
Your eyes are changing color -- they're no longer blue blue, they are more a dark-blue-grey. I've heard that eyes can change color upto 4 years old, so hey, you could end up with red. Or purple! I'll keep you updated.
You will make a very good mom yourself. You are always putting your babies to sleep and when they cry (you will make the crying sound for them) you'll swiftly pick them up and pat their backs. Luckily, all your babies want to do is sleep (Lola and Dora). This is the key to parenting and sanity. Sleep. So, you must think this "mothering" thing is easy.
And, I must say, it's pretty easy to be your mommy,
You are two and a half. And soooo much more mature than 2. You're a little girl and with this new maturity comes some pretty strong opinions and some pretty awesome meltdowns. Terrible twos? I don't think I'd call it that. Bad hair days? Maybe. Especially since I just cut your fringe and it's way too short. You look WAY younger than you are. You look about 18. 18 months that is. I'm surprised you weren't ID'd at kindy. But, at least this unsightly haircut coincided with my camera being in the shop. So, there won't be toooo much evidence of said unsightly haircut.
We've had a few rough mornings where you'll burst into tears when it's time for you to get dressed. And no amount of consoling seems to help. I even offer to let you run around half naked and that seems to spin you out even more. Which is surprising since running around the house slapping your belly has previously lead to hours of fun. But, there you have it. Unexplicable meltdowns. You are very lucky to have a mom like me. A patient mom. An understanding mom. Super mom. I'm pretty sure any other mom would be strapping you to the roof rack and going through a car wash. But, not me. Nope. Good thing Tolerant is my middle name.
Your eyes are changing color -- they're no longer blue blue, they are more a dark-blue-grey. I've heard that eyes can change color upto 4 years old, so hey, you could end up with red. Or purple! I'll keep you updated.
You will make a very good mom yourself. You are always putting your babies to sleep and when they cry (you will make the crying sound for them) you'll swiftly pick them up and pat their backs. Luckily, all your babies want to do is sleep (Lola and Dora). This is the key to parenting and sanity. Sleep. So, you must think this "mothering" thing is easy.
And, I must say, it's pretty easy to be your mommy,
Smooch,
Mommy and Daddy
xo
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Mommy and Daddy
xo
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