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2 years and 1 month Bug

Happy 2 years and 1 month to our little Buggy.  Yes, I am still doing monthly updates.  It's even more important now because I find that things are so busy and happening so quickly, the monthly updates force me to pause and think about how much Bug has grown each month.  Lucky you!

I'm sure you're eager to know all that Bug has been doing.  She's now an official kid- one who is accountable, daring, and in no need of anyone's approval.  Sounds more like an adult, right?  Seriously, she's all of these things.

Accountability:  After almost two years of watching Daddy feed McKayla every morning before leaving for school and work, Bug has decided it is now her job.  She rarely forgets and if she does, we ask her and she gets to it ASAP. 


Bug went to the dentist recently and that went way better than we had expected.  Now, all she can think about is counting teeth!  (By the way, she is cavity-free and we hope to keep it that way!)

Someone has discovered her courage.  We were at a party this weekend and Bug discovered the scooter and unlike her pre-two year old self, got right up on it and rode away.  I'm so proud of her.  Sometimes she's too cautious so it prevents her from enjoying the playground with friends because she's too busy telling them not to ride the swing, etc.  I'm not saying she should go bungy jumping or anything.  It's just nice to see her trying new things.  We've conquered the scooter.  The swing is another story.


At the same birthday party she discovered the scooter, Bug also discovered displayed her lack of desire for approval.  She went up to the bigger kids in the back to see what they were up to and one of them told her she had to go away.  She turned around, started walking to me, then headed back toward the two boys and I'm not sure what she said to them, but the boy who originally told her to go away started playing with her.  I can only imagine what she was thinking.  This girl needs no approval from anyone.  Are we the least bit surprised? 

I realize this is scary to know about your kid, but I'm also really proud that she's like that.  She can do what she does and hopefully one day that will translate into some really positive things like not needing the approval of your peers to be just the way you are and to love that about yourself.  That scenario also showed me that Bug doesn't doubt herself.  When she was turned away for no reason, she gave it a second shot.  She was brave enough to make the decision to turn right around and ask to play again.  Kids are kids and sometimes say things they don't really mean.  It's always nice to give people a second chance, right? 

Dear Buggy,

We cannot wait to see you grow up.  We know it'll be in a blink of an eye, but you're turning out to be such an amazing little woman.  You are really starting to show some initiative and responsibility with your own things.  You make sure your stuff is where it needs to be and if something needs to get done, you do it without being asked.  This must be something you inherited from Dad.  Although Mommy's heart skips a beat each time you test your new-found courage, she really is happy you're putting yourself out there and trying new things.  (Forgive her should you hear her screaming out of fear as you ride away on your scooter or slide down the largest slide at the playground without assistance.)  You show us everyday that you know exactly who you are and we love that about you.  You are Bug- all things fierce, cuddly, talkative, and sensitive all rolled into one...and although at times that sets personalities afire in our household you know exactly how to calm yourself down and you know exactly what you need to satisfy whatever need you have at the moment.  Thank you for being such an amazing communicator because honestly...trying to read your mind during the pre-talking months was really killing us.

We love you more than words could say and we truly do enjoy every moment with you-- even the bad ones.  Recently you said, "I love you" with intent to Daddy (of course).  We were all sitting on the couch and you and Mommy were laughing.  Then you turned to Dad, looked him in the eyes and said, "I love you, Dada."  Amazing.  These days we can never hear enough of that phrase and hope that never changes.  

Some things we love about you right now:

Daddy has recently become Dada and Mommy has become Mom.  
You are so creative.  You play pretend better than any kid I've ever known.  All your stuffed animals have different voices.  You draw like Van Gogh (or Monet).  :)
You can chat our ears off.
You love your friends and teachers.
You can pray like a big girl on your own, but sometimes you get shy in public.  However, your bedtime prayers are fantastic!  Everyone (and thing) from ceiling fan to friends is prayed for.

We love you, kid.
-Mommy & Daddy

*If you haven't seen it already, check out Mommy's most recent photo session with the H family!:

God Bless,
Kat

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