No More Babies for Me :(

The baby of our house, Miss Mallory, turns two on friday, October 22.  It seems like just yesterday that I had that 9 pound, 9 ounce, chubby little girl.  She came into the world with a bang, quite literally.  My OB just said, "oh, wow, oh wow, oh wow!  Back up!" Mallory came out so fast, and was so large, that she was nearly dropped and following her was a tsunami of amniotic fluid that sent the whole team to their lockers for new pants and shoes. TMI?

The recent changes in her have been remarkable at the very least.  Miss Mal went from being a totally shy, horrifically moody, impossible-to-please infant, to a quiet, but inquisitive, one-year-old, to an outgoing, hilarious, imaginative, soon-to-be, two-year-old. I'm so proud of this little girl.  It's impossible to describe.

The other day we were out and about and I caught a glimpse in the mirror of the two of them, hand in hand. That was the moment I wanted to freeze and hang onto forever.  But, since we don't have the ability to freeze time, we have photos.  And I will always try my best to freeze moments with images.  There is nothing else I can do.

So happy birthday, Miss Mallory.  We're going to celebrate with costumes, cake, candy and presents.  It'll blow your little mind.