Hug Twice

Alexa is becoming quite the two year old.  Matt and I reflect daily upon how much she’s changed in such a short time.  Some of it is wonderful, and some of it is trying, but all of it is two.

She has become master destructo. Anything and everything is prey to her curious grasp.  She can totally dismantle a book or color on every single page in a matter of seconds, it seems.  My ever-present chemistry book on my desk for online tutoring sessions has her mark on just about every page, it seems.

She knows what she wants, and she’s not afraid to protest loudly at any moment if she is thwarted.  She wants us to do her bidding but at the same time does not want help with anything. An interesting combination.

She imitates and adores her brother. She wants to do whatever he is doing whenever he is.  And she will imitate his actions down to his facial expressions with uncanny accuracy.

She is full of love and hugs and kisses and little “I ov u”s and all the joy that a two year old princess can have.  Lovely and perfect and beautiful and precious all at once.

And, she is two.  A lovely two that is.  Mostly.

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