Wednesday, July 2, 2014

The Second Year

I panicked a bit this morning when I realized it was already JULY and I was yet to publish this post. I've been working on it for so long, but I just never got around to completing it. Each time I sat down, everything that I had been planning on writing just ended up sounding like, "Oh my goodness, I have a two year old?"

I went back and read all of Lucy's update posts, looking for inspiration, and instead I realized that I recorded little tidbits of her life that I didn't recall anymore. Things that I would have forgotten if I hadn't written them down. So, I guess that was just added pressure to make this a good one for Lucy and for my forgetful self.

On that note, I finally completed it.  Enjoy.

Every single day of my life for the past two years have been consumed by the sweetest little strawberry blonde baby. I hardly leave her side and when I do, she is constantly in my thoughts. I can't quite put into words what it feels like to be a momma. It is one of those things that you have to experience before you understand. I know that now. These past two years have been life changing, fulfilling, exhausting, amazing, and fun. I'll cherish them always.


Lucille had her two year appointment with Dr. K and she was very impressed with our sweet girl. She said Lucy is meeting milestones she looks for at three year visits. Lucy showed off for the doctor and was very chatty. Lucy told Dr. K a story and then talked about how she loves to eat. She is a pretty tough little girl; she didn't even cry when she got a shot. Here are her stats for the visit:

Weight: 19 pounds 12 ounces
Height: 32 inches

She wears 12 and 18 month tops, but she needs at least 18 month pants for length. She could use a pair of suspenders though. She wears size 5 shoes.


She is a skinny little thing, but she loves to eat! She often cleans her plate and works on seconds. Especially during breakfast. Her favorite foods are deviled eggs, all fruit, sweet potatoes, celery with peanut butter, spinach salad bites, all dairy products, hamburger, ketchup, anything with butter on it, and bread/ crackers/ cereals. She is CRAZY about all cookies (thanks Grammy and Papa), but we still try to avoid most sweets. She doesn't like white potatoes still, but she did have a couple bites of mashed potatoes the other day. This summer we also introduced her to the pouches of applesauce that she can just squeeze into her mouth. She really likes them, so we're going to experiment with the reusable ones. They're so convenient, but I would feel better if I could make them at home.


There is one thing that Michael insisted I include in this post. Soon after it happened he said "We need to write this down so we don't forget it." Upon Lucille's request, Michael was reading Harold and the Purple Crayon to her one afternoon, about a week before her second birthday. It wasn't the first time it was read to her, probably the third time. She seemed to really like the main character, Harold, who is a toddler when I had read it to her earlier in the day. Michael made it to this part:
"He was tired and he felt he ought to be getting to bed. He hoped he could see his bedroom window from the top of the mountain. But as he looked down over the other side he slipped -- And there wasn't any other side of the mountain. He was falling, into thin air."
Then, Michael stopped reading because he thought Lucy must have bitten her tongue or something because she started crying all of a sudden. She was fine, but she was overwhelmed with sadness for Harold.  She would say, "Harold fall down," and then just sob. This continued on for at least an hour. It was so sad, we just kept hugging her and explaining that Harold would be okay, just like when she falls and she is okay. We haven't read the book since.

We are just so used to Lucille being concerned about her own needs and wants, that this display of empathy for another, even just a character in a book, was just so sweet and heartwarming.


Lucy can now differentiate between light and dark shades of the same color. For Dr. K she pointed out the light pink and then the dark pink on the cover of a book. She can count to five without skipping numbers and will count objects if someone else is pointing to them. She knows her middle and last name. Although, she thinks her first name is Baby Lucy. She used to think it was just Baby, so I'll take it. :)

She can speak in five and six word sentences. Michael and Lucy have matching shirts that say wiggle on them. She saw Michael's shirt in the laundry the other day and Lucy said "There is daddy's wiggle shirt; where is baby's wiggle shirt?" I realize that this probably isn't very exciting or cute for anyone else, but it was for Michael and I!


Lucy just had her 17th tooth, a new molar, poke through her gums.

We're still working on potty training. Her biggest obstacle is public restrooms. She is a bit scared of them, especially when there are lots of other people in them. She used the potty at the zoo and at the doctor's office though!



She is starting to show more fears. We went to the zoo and aquarium early in May. She had a great time, but later that night during bath time she started crying. "Octopus get you!" she said "Yellow eyes." She was afraid that the octopus with yellow eyes from the zoo was going to get her. Poor thing.

She is polite, and is starting to say please and thank-you without our prompting. If she is at the top of a slide and another child wants to go down it, she lets them go before her. It is one of the sweetest things she does.


What does two year old Lucille enjoy?
Pretending to be a ballerina
Books, books, and more books
Playing outside
Swinging and going down slides
Digging in sand
Playing with water (in the sandbox, in her bucket, in the sink, from the hose...)
Coloring, playing with stickers, and making messes
Playing with other kids
Building Lego towers
Pretending to cook and serve food
Peppa Pig, Winnie the Pooh, and Biscuit
Swimming in big pools with daddy and in her tiny backyard pool


All photos credit goes to A Fresh Take Photography.

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