It's Scarlett's second birthday!
Two year old Scarlett is the best version of Scarlett yet! A little about her now: she has unruly dirty blonde hair sticking out of her head at odd angles. Brandi is dying to cut it. She sticks her tongue out when she's concentrating or excited (That may be hereditary...). She's thrilled to be able to crawl anywhere fast. Her mom's eyes never went away. She lays face down in the middle of a room the moment she needs a breather. Her signing hands twist and turn when we talk with her, mirroring her vocal babbling in an exciting pre-language explosion to come. She bangs on every object, fascinated by the timbre of any drum in arm's reach. She plays with her voice, making wierd throaty sounds or loud whooping sounds, or stringing together an adorable series of nonsensical vowels and consonants. She loves school. At school she watches us as we sing our good morning songs at circle time, she messily macerates her snacks, she gently feeds a baby doll a bottle in speech, and I can practically watch her neurons firing through the one way glass. She's 23 hard fought pounds and counting.
It's been a difficult two years, and we have looming uncertainties in our near future. But for now, we celebrate a life we weren't sure would happen. I am loving getting to know her little moods better as the stay at home daddy. I'm excited that you and the world celebrate her, and are celebrating her birthday at this year's blood drive.
Happy Birthday, sweet girl. Your mom and I love you deep and wide.
Mom made a video of you because she's amazing.