My kid is two.
I'm not sure how it happened so quickly, but suddenly, my baby isn't a baby anymore. She's a full fledged kid. It seems like just yesterday that we were welcoming her into this world. How could it have gone by so quickly!? I now have an opinionated, independent toddler living in my house. She wants to pick out her own clothes, she wants to give kisses when she wants to, and she has no problem giving me the silent treatment when I tell her that she absolutely cannot have leftover birthday cake for breakfast.
I look at her and see that she's growing up right before my eyes, and I don't even realize it until it's nearly too late. My heart swells with pride, but breaks at the same time every time she learns something new. Parenthood is going to be the death of me. "J passed away this morning at 8:45 am. Cause of death was a broken heart brought on by a child who grew too fast."
Don't look at me like that, I am not being over dramatic.
Anywhoodles, I just thought I'd drop in and share some of the photos from her Rhinestone Cowgirl birthday we had last Saturday. Thankfully, I only cried once during the entire party. Go me!
M and her favorite cousin, Cade
Blowing out the candle
M and her two favorite cousins, Cade and Reese
See? I told you she's a stinker.
Pawpaw and M
Rocking her pettiskirt and pistol boots
"WANTED: For crimes of cuteness and random bouts of sass"
Her party wreath
This one kills me.
And now you know my child's name is Mylee. Don't tell anyone, m'kay? We like to keep our secret identities.
Overall, the party was a huge success. There were a few other things that I would have liked to have finished, but no one missed them.
And I'm already planning next year's party. But if someone could figure out how to make her stop growing, we'll cancel those plans and just freeze her in time.