My Baby Girl is no longer a baby. Brionney turned 2 this week! All her grandmas and grandpas were able to be with her at this special time.
(I cannot get a good smile out of this girl for anything!!!)
She got new clothes, shoes, new bows for her hair, and big bag she gets to decorate, and toys and clothes for her baby doll.
It took her a couple of tries but she blew out her candles all by herself.
(Notice this girl is ALL girl- new shoes already on her feet, baby bottles in her hands-
she'd put them down for nothing)
Happy Birthday Beautiful!!!
At the age of 2, Brionney can: speak very clearly, count to 12, climbs on anything and everything, copies her brother in everything he does, and loves to sing and dance. The sight of the blender or power tools is enough to send her into hysterics- she is inconsolable (It's actually hysterical to watch). Other than these, this girls fears nothing. She loves her GG and GGpa (and their 'beans'). She loves to terrorize her Grandma Christensen by throwing all her kitchen towels on the floor. She loves all her aunts and uncles and loves to give kisses and hugs. Oh, and she has just learned to open the kitchen door and escape to Grandma's house. Score for me.
Jamie had been excited all week for his "Grandma and Grandpa that live way far away to come." When they finally came walking in the door he screamed and came running down the hall to me, "Grandma and Grandpa that live way far away are here! YAY!!!" And off he was again to give hugs and kisses. The boy was bouncing off the walls all night; he was so excited.
Jamie was super excited that he got to have special time with his Grandpa reading books.
