Just Pretend It's August 26th, Kay?

It's super hot outside, the sun is shining, the flowers are in bloom and my baby girl just turned 2!  Just yesterday, I swear it.  Which was August 25th, remember?  Now then...about my sweet Rosebud...

We started off the day with a Happy Birthday muffin, because hey, you love a muffin and I am way too lazy to bake a cake at 6am.  By the way, 6am is not sleeping in.  I know you think it is with your usual 5am wake up calls.  I will remind you frequently of this period of your life during your teenage years.  Maybe with the help of some cow bells, very loud cow bells. " Gotta get me some more cow bell." (Daddy will think that is funny, you will not get the reference).



Daddy had to go to work on your birthday (lame, I know), so we opened some smaller gifts to entertain you until the party could begin.  You are pretty easily entertained and entertaining really.  Grammy likes to call you "passionate" when you have temper tantrums (which is often).  I like to call you other things, but we won't get into that here.

When Daddy got home, we had a special "Rosa dinner", which consisted of all your favorite foods.  Let's take a look at that cuisine, shall we?  Pesto pasta, turkey kielbasa, guacamole, strawberries and warm rustic bread with olive oil and sea salt.  Maybe each item represents a fraction of your personality?  Salty, sweet, etc... You are all colors of the rainbow.

Our little party was simple and sweet as we were having a bigger celebration on the weekend.  The basement was finished just in time and you love it!  You spend equal time rolling around on the new carpet and "carving" images into it with your faux kitchen knife.  You are a complex child.

You got some great new toys, which big sis helped you unwrap.  As soon as you got one thing unwrapped you would toss it aside and move immediately to the next.  It's best to survey all of your options.  I get that.

Dessert!  You love anything chocolate, just like Daddy and Emmy.  If you don't like something, it is pushed aside with a very dramatic "Yyyyut!"  (you pronounce c's and k's as t's, and it's crazy cute).  I'm thinking you know you are adorable and use that to control people's minds.  It's very hard to resist a request for "chotlate? (eyebrows raised, head tilted)".

We danced it out before bedtime, because we love to dance in this house!  You have made up your own dance move that we like to call "Sweep the Floor".  In a word...awesome.

Grammy and Grampy joined us for your party on the weekend.  We dressed you up fancy because we do a lot of pretending in this house too.  You got more presents!  Can you believe it?  You "ooh" and "ahhh" at everything with the most exaggerated mouth maneuverings.  I don't know where that comes from.  Steven Tyler?

You scored some awesome gifts, but totally failed to send any thank you cards.  How rude.  Blame it on a busy summer.  I'll insist you do better next year.  I mean this might start to reflect poorly on me.

It had rained a bit earlier, so we went outside to splash in puddles.  This is a favorite activity of yours.  Others include but are not limited to:  strollering your babies around the neighborhood, swinging at the playground, shoveling sand into your diaper playing in the sand, stirring whatever we are baking,  playing hide-n-seek, kicking me in the abdomen when I'm trying to change your diaper, pretending to be a dinosaur, eating candy, playing "night night", embarrassing me in public places, and playing with your big sister - most of the time.

You went outside for a walk with Grammy while Daddy and Grampy were putting the finishing touches on your last present.  You decided it was more fun to throw grass clippings at Grammy instead.  You are a combination of your Pop and your Grammy.  In aesthetics and level of mischief.  We often call you "Lil Bill".  We also call you:  Rosebud, Roo, Rosaboo, Rosaroo, Rosarito, and when you are in trouble Emmy calls you "Rosalind Everett!". 

You are in the drivers' seat in more ways than one my little friend.

And a final dessert was had in celebration of you and the 2 years you have rocked our world!  You have entered the 2's in full force, and I expect that one day many many people will answer to you, as they do right now.
Happy Birthday Rosaroo!  You are loved more completely than you could ever know.