To my darling Li’l Holly,
Two years ago today you had me in a great deal of pain. You were on your way to greet the world and you were making sure we knew it.
Two years on, you’re at “school’’ (child care) with your friends, probably telling them to “come on’’ as you run off to the sand pit. Or asking you carer if you can “go to toilet’’. You’ll sit on the toilet, ask for “Paper. Wipe’’, but not actually wee. You’ll repeat that about 10 times throughout the day – never actually doing a wee. But we answer your call. Next time, you might just succeed.
You’ve grown into this incredibly smart little girl. Your language skills – how you can string together sentences – astounds me. A lot of this you’ve learnt from your sister. You’re both chatterboxes, fighting to be heard.
Just so you know: we hear you.
While learning to walk took a little longer – and you still manage to fall flat on a regular basis – you can dance like no other two year old. I’m sure the hip wiggle chicken wing dance will catch on in the dance world one day.
And you sing. Boy, can you sing. Like your big sister, you are destined for the stage. You know ever word to the entire High School Musical album. I think it’s time to start showing those videos.
Combine all that with a smile that can melt any heart and we’re not sure how we got so lucky.
Happy birthday, beautiful.
Love you, love you.
Love Mum-Mum x