Our girl turned two today. It seems so foreign to me that I have a two year old. When Charlotte turned one I wasn't emotional but this birthday is totally different. My heart is broken. I now look at Charlotte as a little girl and not a baby. I miss my baby. Clearly your baby growing up is just part of the territory so I will embrace it at as much as I can.
The past few days has been a whirlwind of celebrations and it isn't stopping yet. Sunday we headed to my parents house for a Vaughn birthday celebration. We opened presents, ate Teds, and had too many cupcakes.
|Happy Birthday Girl|
|See what I mean? No longer a baby.|
And today for her actual birthday was a constant celebration. She had confetti pancakes, a birthday party at school, played in the snow for the first time, and then opened more presents. The bit is going to be very disappointed tomorrow when we don't have a nonstop party for her.
|Cookie Party at School|
|Her happy place|
|The best birthday present|
|Yes, that is a potty for her birthday|
|Putting on her makeup|