Happy second birthday little girls. Two years. Two amazing years. Two amazingly crazy years! This is a milestone for not only you but for your dad and I as well. We are very proud to say that we've survived two years of parenting you both. Every day you remind us why we chose to become parents. The smiles, the mommas and daddas, the funny faces, the giggles, and the melt your heart hugs that you give, just because. You give the best kisses in the world. You both walk around the house with your lips puckered up, just waiting to give a kiss. But before things get too sappy, there are also the moments when we think to ourselves..."what is going on here, how did we lose control, they are two, we are adults." But those moments fade too. We have survived two years together, and loved every second.
Amelia,
Looking at you today, nobody could ever tell that you were 8 weeks premature. Stayed in the hospital for a month and a half. Needed physical therapy to help you learn to sit, crawl, and walk. You amaze me every day. You run everywhere you go. You jump for the fun of it. You climb stairs. You love playing with other kids. You love food...especially ketchup (sorry, you get that from me.) You will try anything once and more often than not, will clean your entire plate. You have an increasing vocabulary. Not only can you say momma and dadda but now you can say Emma. (Sorry, I guess we weren't really thinking about Emma being easier to pronounce when we named you. But for now Emma calls you "Sis".)
Having a sister is hard, and having a sister that is the same age as you is even harder. From very early on you have been great at sharing. When Emma is upset because you have something she wants, you almost always share with her. When you run and get your blanket out of your bed, you will always come back with two. My favorite is when you sit down on the floor and pat the spot next you, waiting for her to join you. You love your sister so much and she loves you just as much. It makes my heart happy to see the friendship that has grown between you both. We love you Amelia Jane, you are our little ray of sunshine.
Emma,
From day one I knew you would be the cuddle bug. The other day, I was sitting in your room watching you play and for no reason you reached your arms around my back and leaned your head into me. It really doesn't get any better than that. You are sensitive, kind, love a cozy blanket, and can tear a room apart in 5 seconds flat. Although you are a bit more serious than your sister, you're not quiet by any means. You love to be heard with your squeals and laughs. When the tickle monster is on the loose, watch out cause your laughter will fill the house. You are the first to bring me a book and the first to go get another...and another. I love reading to you, and love it even more when you pretend to read back to me. You play for hours and hours. Your favorite things to do are building with legos, taking care of your babies, swinging on the swing set, making Mr. Potato head, coloring, and playing with stickers. I love to watch you with stickers because each time you peel off a new sticker, you place it right on top of the one you just put down. I love being with you everyday, watching the excitement on your face when you figure out something new.
I have watched you grow from a teeny newborn into an independent, determined, self-assured little girl who has her mind made up about absolutely everything. You are fearless and that makes me proud. Forget about walking - you run everywhere, jump all the time, secretly open the gate and climb the stairs. Climbing on everything, even when it gives everyone around you a heart attack. You love jumping off the couch. You love pulling the cushions off the couch and jumping on it like it's a trampoline. But at the end of the day, you love grabbing your blanket and paci and cuddling up on the couch. That alone makes the stress of day worth it!
You love Amelia, aka "Sis". You love when she copies you. You love to copy her. You love to toss your toys into her bed. You love to give her hugs, hold her hand, and even give her kisses. If she gets a "boo boo" you make sure she has her "boo boo bunny." You will insist on getting two of everything (banana's, hair bows, socks, you name it) and most of the time you will bring the second to your sister. You don't always give the second item to her, but it's the thought that counts... You are a bit of a hoarder (sorry you get that from your dad.) We love you Emma Jane, you are our little ray of sunshine.
Amelia and Emma,
You are so much more amazing than I could have ever dreamed. Sometimes when I look at your sweet faces I can't believe how lucky I am to be your mom. I love going back and reading past letters I've written to you and looking at old photos. As each day passes, it's hard to see the changes, but reading about where we were two years ago, a year ago, or even six months ago really shows how far we've come and how quickly you change. The last 365 days have been the most exciting, and exhausting, of our lives. We are so lucky to be the ones to hold you when you cry, kiss your boo boos, and snuggle you at night. We count our blessings that this year we only made one emergency room visit, haven't colored on any of Auntie's walls, and have only gone swimming in the toilet a handful of times.
Welcome to your third year. A year that will bring the joys of potty training, big girl beds, no more paci's, and the never ending question of "why?". I have a feeling that the next 365 days will be just as exciting, if not more, than the last 365! Thank you for giving us so much happiness and joy. We love you little girls.
Love, Mom
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