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Libby turned two today! We had a great day, starting out at the Y, then to River Birch Animal Farm (ammmlllss!), then home to play in the backyard (lots of pictures), naptime, and some of her favorites for dinner plus homemade birthday cake! She talks in sentances, knows most body parts (shoulder and elbow are the new ones), and really knows she's cute and uses it to her advantage. If something is missing, she calls for it. "Here, toy! Come see me!" I have no idea where she got that from, but it is so cute and innocent. She also demands things "right now". We have been working on saying "get my milk please" instead of "get my milk right now!" Libby has violent fits every now and then, which convince us more and more she is going to be a football player. For about thirty seconds she'll wreak havoc on whatever is nearby . . . pull Emma's hair for no reason, throw books, kick a doll, swat at the dog. She's crazy I tell ya! People have talked so much about her red hair, she realizes it's something different than most people. I gave her a baby cabbage patch doll for her birthday that has red curly hair . . .and I asked her, "who else has red hair?" and she said, "ME!" Here she is kissing her new doll:



Even though the girls fight, Libby's best friend is Emma. When she wakes up, she says "where emma?" If we go somewhere without Emma in the car, "where emma?" If Emma has a banana, Libby says, "i want nana, like Emma!" Everything's gotta be "like Emma." They play great in the bathtub, pouring water on each other and whispering and plotting to get me wet, or make me laugh with their crazy hairdos and silly dances.

The time from age one to age two is my favorite, but I'm not sad it's over. There is so much to look forward to, and I have really enjoyed my girls being babies. I've soaked it all in and hopefully taken enough pictures and videos to help keep my memories alive. I know I'll forget . . . I forgot in the three years between the two . . . but I'll always be thankful . . . and ready for grandchildren!