I can't believe Ava is two today. It has gone by so quickly! She has been a real whirlwind and a joy. I can't imagine life without her.
She is still super busy and active. Her latest thing has been to color on everything-- walls, carpet, cabinets, tables, you name it. She always admits to it and acts very contrite ("that was naughty" she'll say in this cute downcast voice), then does it again right away. She brought me a book to read one afternoon, and lo and behold, on each page was at least one little scribble, usually over the princesses eyes. With each page turn she would say "Ava did it. That was naughty." So cute but I think its getting time to lock away the coloring things!
She is way into princesses right now. I was so relieved when Isa survived her early childhood without getting too into princeses and barbies, yet each of my girls has gotten successively girly. I thought I'd have a hard time with it, but when its a certain child's personality, I can't help but find it cute. (thank heavens!) She wants to dress in princess dresses each day, and some days goes from one to another in quick succession. One day she looked down in obvious pride at her pink sequined self and said "I'm bu-ful. (beautiful)" If you ask her if she's beautiful when not wearing a princess dress she will always say no (with a 'duh, Mom' kind of look on her face).
She keeps us laughing when she spots princesses everywhere, even in unlikely places. Here are two recent ones:
Whenever we see this Stainmaster Carpet ad in Costco, she says "look, Mom, a princess!"
She gets so excited when I use this soap. She calls it princess soap.
Two of her favorite things are gum and band-aids. She is happy as a hippo if she has both at once. She got band-aids from her compassionate aunt for her birthday and in less than an hour had used the whole box (mostly on her tummy).
She has been loving attention from her dad lately and said to me the other day "be better. Daddy come home." I asked her if it would be better if Daddy came home and she said "yes."
She can be quite the handful at times-- probably more demanding than any of my kids. She is also my first to really hit or grab toys from siblings. She loves to scream at the top of her lungs when she feels she has been unjustly dealt with. She is my first to really throw tantrums. And yet I think she's so cute I just want to eat her up. Is there something wrong with me? I guess I can finally understand those parents who look on lovingly while their little terror goes about terrorizing others. Not that I ever want to be that way, but I finally get it.
She can be quite sweet too, I guess I need to give her some credit. She is the first one to give hugs/kisses if someone gets hurt or is sad.
Between wanting to eat her right up and strangle her, all in the same moment, we're sure glad our little two year-old came into our lives.
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