Not even a month after Carter, it was this girl's turn for a birthday.
I mean, come ON. Is she pure sugar or what? She is now a big TWO year old, but she loves to tell people she's three. Or six.
Rebeka at two . . . full of life. Just completely full. She doesn't do anything half way. She loves her mama so much. She throws gigantic fits. She headtotoeupanddowntoptobottom ADORES her siblings. She squeals every night when her daddy walks in the door. She stands up each morning in her pack and play (she still sleeps in our room), and smiles shyly at us. We (usually Joel) gets her, puts her in bed with me and we snuggle. If I'm already up, she'll tromp across the floor and from down stairs I hear her slide down the steps to me and she'll say, "YOGURT?" with her sweet smile.
She asks for things (like candy, one more book, or permission to go outside) with a tilt of her head, a smile, and a sugary sweet voice.
She knows Goodnight Moon, Pajama Time, Time for Bed, Good Night Gorilla, Brown Bear, Brown Bear, and several other books by heart.
She sings constantly. Jesus Loves Me, Jesus Loves the Little Children, Twinkle Little Star, Mary had a Little Lamb, Eensy Weensy Spider, Wheels on the Bus, Old Mac Donald, and Happy Birthday. Often she'll combine songs into what I like to call a 'Rebeka Mash Up.' Like, "Twinkle twinkle little star, all the children of the world!"
She says "later alligator" when she means 'later.' The other day we were going Garrett's soccer game, and then to Baby Animal day at the local Feed Store. On the way to the game she was explaining it all to us. "First we go to soccer ball! Then we go to Baby Animals. First soccer ball and then LATER ALLIGATOR baby animals!" A couple of months ago she when someone would tell her goodbye she'd answer, "Alligator Friend!" instead of "See you later, Alligator!" When she explains things, her eyebrows go up and she talks so intently. She really means business!
Of course, if you come over and I try to show off all her mad skillz, she'll give you completely blank look. With her tongue out a little bit. So you'll have to read about it all on Facebook!
I could write an entire post (or five) about how full of grief I was on the days leading up to her birthday. Not because my baby is growing up, I'm used to that by now (MADDY IS NEARLY TWELVE), but because of how complicated adoption is. But, I had a good cry on her birthday eve, and felt good on the day of.
I LOVE being her mama. LOVE. She is an incredible little person and I am so honored, so humbled, so blessed, to be trusted with the task of raising her!
Rebeka at two . . . full of life. Just completely full. She doesn't do anything half way. She loves her mama so much. She throws gigantic fits. She headtotoeupanddowntoptobottom ADORES her siblings. She squeals every night when her daddy walks in the door. She stands up each morning in her pack and play (she still sleeps in our room), and smiles shyly at us. We (usually Joel) gets her, puts her in bed with me and we snuggle. If I'm already up, she'll tromp across the floor and from down stairs I hear her slide down the steps to me and she'll say, "YOGURT?" with her sweet smile.
She asks for things (like candy, one more book, or permission to go outside) with a tilt of her head, a smile, and a sugary sweet voice.
She knows Goodnight Moon, Pajama Time, Time for Bed, Good Night Gorilla, Brown Bear, Brown Bear, and several other books by heart.
She sings constantly. Jesus Loves Me, Jesus Loves the Little Children, Twinkle Little Star, Mary had a Little Lamb, Eensy Weensy Spider, Wheels on the Bus, Old Mac Donald, and Happy Birthday. Often she'll combine songs into what I like to call a 'Rebeka Mash Up.' Like, "Twinkle twinkle little star, all the children of the world!"
She says "later alligator" when she means 'later.' The other day we were going Garrett's soccer game, and then to Baby Animal day at the local Feed Store. On the way to the game she was explaining it all to us. "First we go to soccer ball! Then we go to Baby Animals. First soccer ball and then LATER ALLIGATOR baby animals!" A couple of months ago she when someone would tell her goodbye she'd answer, "Alligator Friend!" instead of "See you later, Alligator!" When she explains things, her eyebrows go up and she talks so intently. She really means business!
Of course, if you come over and I try to show off all her mad skillz, she'll give you completely blank look. With her tongue out a little bit. So you'll have to read about it all on Facebook!
I could write an entire post (or five) about how full of grief I was on the days leading up to her birthday. Not because my baby is growing up, I'm used to that by now (MADDY IS NEARLY TWELVE), but because of how complicated adoption is. But, I had a good cry on her birthday eve, and felt good on the day of.
I LOVE being her mama. LOVE. She is an incredible little person and I am so honored, so humbled, so blessed, to be trusted with the task of raising her!
