2.5

Oh Lila, you are two and a half years old. I would say that time flies, but we all know how I can go on about that. 

 You are the funniest girl that your Dad and I know and can make us double over in laughter with your humor. 

 You are always in motion and I have to beg you to hug and kiss me. 

 We think you will be a gymnast. Or a stunt woman maybe. Fearless, you are. 

 You love your brother fiercely. Sometimes a little too fiercely. 

Here are some of your notables from the past 6 months:

You moved into a big girl bed and have not looked back. You always go to bed fine, but like to get out of bed early in the morning. Please, I beg you, learn the art of sleeping in...at least until 6:30. 

You do wonderful at school and love your teachers. You of course crack them up too with all of your tall tales. They won't even tell us some of them for fear we would be embarrassed. 

You still have an obsession with chapstick and end up eating more than you wear. And the obsession over face sunscreen did not wear off over the winter. 

You decided one day that you would be potty trained and much to our shock and amazement, you did it all by yourself and have not looked back. 

You still love Elmo the best. But have incorporated Bob the Builder and Sid the Science Kid into your rotation. Seems we had those lying around from a once toddler boy that lived in this house. 

You love gum and we can get you to do almost anything with a promise of gum. 

You have grown into a little girl, not so much a toddler anymore. We will get your stats at the doctor next week. 

You still call Nate, Bobo. But less and less all the time. Makes me sad. 

We love you so very much and enjoy all the wonderfulness you bring to our family!