Monday, April 11, 2016

Turning 2

Turning 2.
There's something especially special about this second child of mine turning 2--
Maybe I've realized, really really realized, that a finger snaps and time flies by. Soon she'll be sitting at the counter doing homework and wearing athletic socks.
So we're relishing-rejoicing in this moment.

I love so much this flouncy little pixie.  Her orange glowing head lighting the way; she pads through the zoo in a pink tutu dress-- because Eloise doesn't care a penny what any of us say-- she'll wear pink doggonit, and she'll wear it like a beast. And as a second time around mommy, I let her eat cake and wear pink and watch cartoons just a little more than I did the first time around.  

Happy 2, my darling 2.  You've given me the gift of a lighter heart every day of your life.  Keep doing what you do; use every shade of pink in the box, love all the bunnies everywhere, sit on the steps and eat your measuring cup of peas.  Do all these things the way you do them best.  You are Eloise, and I love you, little big 2.

  





Monday, April 4, 2016

Turning 7

7 is everything.
7 is still wanting to play with dolls and stuffies.  7 is a little scared still at the movies sometimes.  And 7 is snuggly early in the morning and at the end of a long day.  

But 7 is also so big. 
7 is reading chapter books by the boxful.  7 is helping with everything around the house.  7 is climbing so high in trees, running so fast on the soccer field, and inching up taller, taller, taller, to just below my shoulders.  7 is best friends, monkey bars, bike riding, piano playing, chess winning, skirt twirling, orange peeling, bus riding, dreaming big big BIG.
No teeth.  Adult teeth.  A freckle here and there.  Sunshine in your eyes and smile, shaggy bangs, tangles, braids.  Stocking feet and sneakers.
  
7 is a ladybug; sweet and mighty, the brightest little bug you've ever seen.  

7 is everything.