I often have to remind myself that the sassy, sweet, confident, funny little person occupying (lots of) space in our house is just two years old. One year ago, she was barely walking and barely speaking but now she is doing Yoga poses, singing long songs with actions, and reciting books from memory. At night, she sometimes requests that we leave her nightlight on so that she can look through books before she goes to sleep and she’ll listen to long stories without pictures for as long as my throat can stand it.
Two! As in an “infant” just 5 months ago.
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