Molly is 2

My little Molly Frances has turned 2 years old. I have been thinking of her in my head as "almost 2" since Christmas, so it's not completely shocking, but at the same time, she is still such my baby that I can't believe she turned 2 years old. When Juliette turned 2, she was a big sister to an almost 6-month-old baby, and in my mind was "so big" (perhaps this is how it goes with oldest siblings?). But watching Molly turn 2 has made me realize how little it still is.

She is a determined little thing. Lithe with skinny little bird legs, she sets her mind to something and cannot be shaken!

Her BFF is undoubtedly Juliette, whom she'll call for around the house, "Juju!" or "Juuu! Where are you Juu?"

Holding up 2 fingers :) 

Cannot get enough of this little face or smile. Molly can light up a room with those eyes. She loves her mommy, which I love (who knew this could also be a little taxing at times, especially while carrying around a giant belly?).

It's hard to say what her favorite food is...maybe Cheerios? There is nothing I can feed her that I'll always know she'll eat. Not to say she's a bad eater, she's not, it's just that one day she'll scarf down a bowl of chili and the next week not want to touch it. Definitely keeps us on our toes. She does consistently like oatmeal, smoothies, cheese, roasted broccoli, and Ritz crackers.

She loves to watch family videos, snuggle in our bed after waking up, and have ice in her water. She can be really good at playing by herself, and holds her own impressively well (after a lifetime of training, I suppose), when being wrestled by her big sissy. She will take about a 2 hour nap most afternoons, and sleeps about 10ish hours at night (I won't go into how the shared room transition has gone for us—that deserves a post of its own at some point). I don't think she wants to miss any of the action!

I honestly have no idea how she'll react when the new baby comes. I think she loves being the baby of the family for now, but have also seen glimmers in her personality—from the very beginning of her life—that sort of fit perfectly with her new role as middle child. I'm not sure if it's her tenacity or ability to hold her own despite being littler than stage-loving big sister...TBD. Molly can hold her own.

Crazy about this love muffin and I'm so grateful to have her in our family. Happy birthday Molly Wolly!