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Winter 2006

Happy Birthday to Me..., January

Sunday, January 29th, was my second birthday. At 11:00, people started arriving. I ran to the door each time to see who it was. My guests were Grandma, Grandpa and Bonnie, JoJo and his parents, Liam Frank and his parents, and Merel Adriaanse and her mother. One important person was not there: Cameron was sick, so he stayed at his dad's house.

The theme of the party was ladybugs, and Mommy made the house colorful with crpe paper ribbons, balloons, and decorated plates and napkins. Two tall bouquets of weighted balloons stood in the family room, and my friends and I jerked on the strings to make them dance in the air and bonk us on our heads. They were great fun [right]. 

 

 

Because Liam couldn't stay till the end, we opened gifts first so that I could thank him in person. Grandma helped me open them [left]. 

Liam gave me a Play-Doh set in a carrying case. Merel gave me two books, Miffy in the Snow and Miffy and Friends Places to Go, plus a string of Jip and Janneke flags that Papa hung over the door. JoJo gave me the LeapFrog Letter Factory DVD, glow-in-the-dark stars to attach to my ceiling, and a tiara for my head. Grandpa and Bonnie gave me a green and pink summer dress, and Grandma gave me a beautiful bed for my dolls. 

 

 

Next, we had lunch. My friends and I sat at my special table, and Mommy gave us strawberry cups with pink lemonade that we could drink with straws [right]. Then she served us jelly sandwiches shaped like a heart, with barbecue potato chips and grapes on the side. It was a nice lunch, but we all liked the lemonade the best.

(The grownups ate turkey and ham baguette sandwiches, potato salad, fruit, and chips. I liked our jam sandwiches better.)  

 

Then it was time for cake!  Everyone sang "Happy Birthday" and "Lang Zal Zij Leven" as Mommy placed the cake in front of me [left]. I blew out the candleand then I blew and blew again just because it was fun. 

The cake was chocolate with cherry filling. Papa cut me a piece so huge that Mommy protested, but he gave it to me anyway. I liked the cake, and I had a good time attempting to use my fork to eat it (eventually I gave up and just used my fingers), but I liked the vanilla ice cream even better. 

Now whenever I see cake, I know it must be "birthday cake," and, of course, it must be for me. 

After the cake, it was time for everyone to go home. I kissed them all goodbye on the cheek. Then I was agreeable to laying down for an afternoon nap. All that partying was tiring!

 

 

My birthday dinner was one of my favorites, chicken nuggets with ketchup. Then I opened gifts from Mommy and Papa.

First I opened a doll stroller. I put Baby Stella, Cookie Monster, and Squeaky E. Mouse into it and pushed them around the kitchen.

Then I opened a package with ladybug wings and a magic wand. I put on the wings and danced round and round the floor [above right]. Next was a ladybug umbrella, and I opened it and danced round and round again with all my ladybug things.

Mommy and Papa also gave me a Potty Elmo that tells me that he's thirsty and then that he needs to use the potty. He came with his own tiny potty and sippy cup. I tried to sit on his potty, too!

Finally, Papa brought out a 10-inch Fisher Price bicycle with training wheels. The seat was too high, and I couldn't reach the pedals, but that didn't stop me from trying to get on itwith all my bicycle safety gear and most of my new cadeautjes, too [above left]!

When I went to bed, I took Potty Elmo with me. Unfortunately, he kept talking in bed, so eventually Papa took him out. But I knew I'd see him soon.

What a great birthday!

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Being Two, February

Now that I'm two, I know lots of things: I can recite the numbers to 10 (and beyond) in English and Dutch, I know my colors, I know all the major shapes, and I can recognize and name numbers 1 through 9 and the letters of the alphabet. I also know lots and lots of words. I can understand Mommy in English and Papa in Dutch, and most of the time they understand me. But sometimes, no matter how much I repeat myself, they just don't know what I mean. That makes me angry.

Sometimes it's really frustrating to be two. I can't reach the tops of table or counters, I can't open doors, I can't get into interesting containers, I can't serve myself snacks. And people are always telling me, "No." Or just when I'm having fun doing one thing, they tell me that I have to do something else. There are so many things I can't do and can't have!

Another thing I've learned is that you have to be cautious with food; it might not taste good. If I don't like how something looks, I pick it up from my plate and insist that someone take it away. I don't eat vegetables, and I don't eat meat, except an occasional piece of chicken. I like toast with jam, crackers with peanut butter, cereal with milk, pancakes with syrup, spaghetti with lots of Parmesan cheese, chicken nuggets with ketchup, and french fries. I like bananas, grapes, yogurt, and sometimes applesauce. I like phad thai noodles. And I like all forms of birthday cake, ice cream, cookies, and chocolate ("chocolala")when I'm allowed to eat them. 

 

It's good to test limits once in a while. How else am I supposed to understand how the world works? Of course, sometimes I get a time-out, and then I know that I stepped over the line. I don't like time-outs.

But mostly, being two is very good. I love to laugh. I like things that are funny, and I like to be silly. I make silly noises and silly faces and say silly things. Cameron always makes me laugh; he's my best silly teacher.

I love music, singing, and dancing. My favorite TV show is Little Einsteins, and I've learned about different instruments and to sing along with Mozart, Beethoven, Grieg, and Bizet. I go to Kindermusik with Papa every Wednesday morning and dance class with Mommy every Friday, and I can sing some Dutch and English children's songs all by myself. Some of my favorites are "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star," the "A-B-C Song," "Poesje Miauw," and "Hoedje van Papier."

I love books. I like to snuggle in Mommy's lap while she reads them to me. I have lots of favorites, and I ask for them by nameover and over again.

Most of all, I love big hugs and lots of kisses. Mommy and Papa call me their "Love Bug." I say, "Mommy, I love you" and "I love you, Papa." And they always respond that they love me, too.

All in all, I like being two.

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