two - an open letter to the birthday girl

Dearest little Minty,

it seems like a lifetime ago that you were born and I held you for the very first time. I could not have imagined the sweet little vagabond you would be by two. What is like being Minty and two?

At two everyone is still your friend. When someone pushes you at the park, or the boys pull your hair at play group you don't cry, as all of life is still a joyful game. You are yet to be pinned down by expectation and conventions. Meal times are often spent dancing around the table rather than sitting at it. When someone tells a story you feel like it is being told to you alone no matter how many other kids are in the room. You can often be heard shouting 'NO WAY KNOWN!' at the top of your lungs as you dart around the furniture at full speed like a wild pig trying to escape capture. You still think no one can see you when you hide under your 'disappearing cloth' (a red hanky), and that when you ride your rocking horse you are going so fast that no one can catch you. You dream of flying like (Mary) 'Poppins'. You LOVE to dance, turing somersaults and trying to do the splits. You can climb like a monkey, using your toes to grip the bars of the baby gate and launching yourself over. When we play hide and seek you sit on the couch with the couch cushion on top of you so all I can see are your toes. You are a caring little soul, sharing your food with your toys, wrapping them up, burping them and tucking them into bed.

I can't wait to spend another year with you and watch you grow...

Love mum xoxo

The cake: double chocolate chip cake with raspberry butter cream frosting.