This is the last letter I will write to you as a two year old. Next month, you will be three. Three. When did that happen? How has that tiny little scrunched up newborn become a fully fledged little girl? I am in a little bit of denial about three, three is no longer a toddler, three is nearer school age than being a baby. Three is a big deal.
But for now you are still two. And don’t we know it. Two is wonderful- so full of adventure, innocence and fun. But two also can be hard work. You, my little girl, knows her own mind 100%. In some ways Mummy admires you for being so strong willed, yet at the same time we can clash. 99% of the time it is over food. Generally over your dinner. This month has been really hard when it comes to dinner times. For some reason you have started completely refusing your dinner. Unless it is ‘Daddy’s Ghetti’, Thomas the Tank Engine spaghetti hoops or stuffed pasta, you just aren’t interested. Your little sister will eat whatever we eat, wolfing down huge portions, but you just refuse to eat it.
We have tried everything. The practically force feeding you approach. The just ignore her and completely praise LL approach. The ‘just try one bite and you can have a treat’ approach. As yet nothing seems to be working so we are back to just trying to ignore you. Let’s hope it changes soon as it is hard work for us all, Mummy worries about you when you don’t eat anything for your dinner.
You can test my patience at times. Generally it is when you are over tired or under the weather. You can be a bolshy little madam at times saying ‘I want this’ and ‘I want that’. But then at the same time you can also be exceptionally polite saying please and thank you for everything. I guess it is just learning how to express your emotions and learning what boundaries you can cross.
That’s the not so good stuff out the way. But for all the times you drive us mad, there are a thousand more that make our hearts swell. Most of the time you are the most delightful little girl and you make us proud every day. You are still the world’s best big sister, and words cannot express how I feel as I watch you and LL interact more and more. You giggle together, cuddle constantly and play together- it is an amazing bond to watch. You are just so caring towards her, and it really is remarkable.
You are incredibly affectionate, and are always wanting to sit on our laps, cuddle and kiss us. You still play with ears and suck your fingers, it is the most adorable trait ever. You are always telling us we are your best friend and that you love us. We love you just as much.
You make us laugh every single day, you are such a funny little thing. The other day we were stuck in traffic and I said to you ‘We are in a traffic jam’ to which you replied ‘Oh Wooooooooow I love jam.’ Then we were in John Lewis cafe when we went out shopping with Grandma and she went to the toilet and you turned to me, put your hand on my leg, tilted your head, looked at me with such concern and said ‘Mummy are you worried about Bum-ma?’ (Grandma) It was so funny to see you looking so concerned, and funny as to where you had picked that from.
You call a radish, ‘a radisha’, and you call Flamingo’s, ‘Mingos’. The other day you were ‘reading’ me a book and you asked me ‘Are you sitting comferly?’ You come out with funny sayings every day and I wish I could write every single one down but I would need a very large notebook.
This month brings us Christmas, and of course your third birthday on Christmas Eve. Let’s make it a month to remember.
I love you, always and forever.
But as always, you already knew that.