Caroline Vance 2 years old.

2 years old. I don't think anyone can prepare me for your birthday. Signifying that you're yet another year older, I think each year when September 25th rolls around, a little part of me will cringe inside because you're slowly moving away from my dark haired dark eyed baby girl and growing up right in front of us. I know this year you'll grow a lot, you'll lose your baby face, your vocabulary will expand tremendously, you'll make new friends, and become more independent. Don't get us wrong baby girl, we LOVE watching you grow. You're smart, too smart for your own good, curious, always in to something, constantly asking "what's that?"

Things We Want to Remember:

• The conversations you have with yourself. It's HILARIOUS. You'll grab your shoes, say Caroline shoes, outside--look at me--and then you'll say ok outside. Before I can even have a chance to respond. 
• You're pretty obsessed with DaDa these days and have a meltdown each morning he leaves as the garage door is going down. I quickly divert your attention by getting your help with brother's diaper change. 
• You insist on reading minimum 3 stories each night. And remind us if we do any less. 
• We sing Twinkle Twinkle, Jesus Loves Me, and Que Sera Sera each night at bedtime and you're really dramatic during Twinkle Twinkle and Jesus Loves Me.--especially during the STRONG part. 
• You enjoy throwing your cups and forks at dinner oh and also screaming (like shouting), which then results in a 1 minute time out in the corner. 
• You love Sofia the First, Chuggington, Thomas the Train, Little Mermaid, Frozen, and Beauty and the Beast. 
• You pretend to eat the cookies in every book. It cracks us up every. single. time. You take a big bite. 
• You love playing "night nights, good morning" game. 
• You're starting to love Play-School. On the way home you say momma I like school. 
• You like saying "_____ watch this" and proceed to make an animal noise
• You love "peek-a-boo" and love being scared. Popping up behind you and saying "BOO" never gets old.
• You were scared of shadows for a couple of weeks and would refuse to cross the threshold of the baby gate and stairs and had to be carried upstairs. 
• Pancakes. Hands down most very favorite food. You request them every. single. morning. One morning you scaled the oven while I was breaking them up. 

You're truly such a blessing, Caroline. You bring joy to everyone you meet. You're a ball of energy and full of sass. You're tender hearted like your momma (we have video to prove it). Thank you for making our dreams come true and making us parents! We love you and your brother so very much!