Happy Second Birthday, Love

There's a part of me that feels like you turned two a while ago because, judging from the way you look, act, and talk, most people (teachers at the daycare, random strangers you greeted to in public places, etc) have always said, "Two and a half?" when they guessed how old you were. Yet today is actually the day you officially turn two.

Considering how young you are, you've got a lot of character. You're so loving and giving. My heart melts every time you suddenly wrap your arms around my neck, lean your head against mine and say, "Mommmmyyyyy~~~~" when I'm helping you put on your shoes. Daddy crowned you "The best Hugger" because, at the end of the day, your heart-felt squeezes are what makes everything we do worthwhile.
You have the softest heart kindest soul. You cried when Mei (from Totoro) went missing, and you were worried when Nemo pretended to be dead to fool the dentist's niece. When Aiden (your daycare friend) was crying and looking for his mama, you looked up at me with those big loving eyes, "Aiden crying. Aiden okay?"
Your abundant imagination blows us away. We love watching you play: lining all your cars up one after another, pushing them forward and calling it a train; putting finger puppets on the steering wheel of your push-n-ride and "driving to a park"; and parking one car at each hole on your golf course because the cars were "playing golf".
Happy birthday, my love. Today, we celebrate YOU.