As I get older I increasingly find myself more like my mother.
For Instance.
When my mother introduces me to a stranger as "my or the baby"
They clearly can see that I am:
1. not wearing a diaper
2. taller than my mother
3. old enough to look about 30
So this becomes a birthday post about Cora right. about. now.
Cora is 2!
My BABY is 2!!!
Yeah, she is no longer a baby. She is now an official toddler.
A two year old. Big GIRL.
No matter how much I try to slow down time, keep giving her a "ba-ba" at night (don't judge), try to talk for her, keep her in diapers (never thought I'd say that), she just keeps growing!
Look at this sweet face.
When she saw these twin babies there was no changing her mind.
She carried them all around the store with her.
She ate a HUGE birthday lunch!
In conclusion.
Just as I will always be my mother's baby...
Cora will always be my baby!
It won't matter if she's 2, 22, or 52.
I will continue to call her my baby.
Happy Birthday Cora!
btw... as of this week we are finally officially bottle free :)
1 comment:
OK third posting should work...ugh
Yes, you are right you will always be my baby...and your daddys's too.
When you are in your 70s and me in my 90s..yep you will still be "The Baby"
You don't look 30,you will be back in diapers around 80 and getting more like me...hmm..now that is a scary thought.
Had great time with you and Cora. She is such sweet blessing to all.
xo
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