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Two.

People often say, “How the heck do I have a two-year-old already???” I usually reply with, “How the heck does my grandmother have a 62-year-old (my mom) already???” It’s all in the perspective.

For me, it’s more along the lines of, “How the heck do I only have a two-year-old when I feel like I’ve aged an eternity?” It’s been a long year. It’s been a long year of waiting for a chance to redeem ourselves by throwing Scarlet her first real birthday party, since her first birthday was spent waking up in a hospital. It’s been a year of waiting for the morning I can see my sunny-demeanored, clear-eyed, bubbly two-year-old and say, “Happy Birthday!!” and then treat her to farm animal waffles, Star Wars pancakes, balloons and bubbles. It’s been a long year wanting the experience of a light, happy birthday morning.

Oh please don’t tell Scarlet that she has her two year pediatrician appointment on the morning of her actual birthday. Don’t judge me. It was all they had until August 30th in another town! This is what we get for going to the most popular doctor in town. So there may be a shot or two, but hey, it’s still 2,000 steps up from last year’s hospital morning.

It’s been a long year of waiting for her face to heal. And heal, it has, and will continue to do so. Here she is a year ago, right after the dog-bite accident which took place a year ago today on July 8th, 2009, her first birthday eve:

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And here she is today:

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Not an angle I usually show and it doesn’t always look as good as it does in that photo, but as they say, time heals all wounds. And things can only get better.

This next photo section is just a snippet of what Scarlet’s two looks like. But oh, what a snippet can show.

She loves Goldfish and Cheddar Bunnies.

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Here is the striped hat we’ve been using to dry her hair when we’re feeling lazy since birth.

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Sometimes, she dresses herself. The results are often fabulous. Sometimes I can’t tell the difference between when she dresses herrself and when Daddy dresses her. And that is also fabulous. Those two are my crazy artists.

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She likes to garden with Daddy. And she is so gentle and courteous to plants and bugs.

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And sometimes, just sitting in my desk chair near natural light and being herself, she gives me more inspiration than expensive studio lighting or sets could ever give me. Luckily, she’s so beautiful as is because I’m way too broke for the fancy equipment.

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Ever notice how photos sometimes catch angles of a face that you rarely, if ever, see in real life? I’m always a little astounded by it when it’s a photo of me or Scarlet or someone else I know well. I look at these photos and think, “It’s like a whole different person is in there somewhere, only to surface once or twice in life (like the Loch Ness).” That’s how I felt when I saw these photos I took of Scarlet swinging her head back and forth. I see facial expressions I’ve never seen in real life. Who is this girl?

Scarlet’s a country girl. A Northampton Country Girl. They’ve got style.

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This morning I found Scarlet upside down in her crib, talking to her bear. For a long time. Very comfortably. Sometimes she can stay like this for several minutes. What a gymnast.

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Here are the community gardens across the street from our house. However will we live somewhere without wild meadows, large trees, berries and flowers? I suppose we won’t. It just wouldn’t work for us.

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Scarlet has her own “house.” I often joke that a house this size is about the only house we can afford. Luckily, she’d be happy here.

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From the archives, written by my mom on July 24th, 1982:

“Tomorrow Tammy will be two. She wants a baby doll and she’s getting several we think! We showed her the cake today with “Annie” on it who she usually calls “Tomorrow.” We stopped at Child World this morning to get her gifts from Nana + Pop-pop and Lindsay as well as party favors and other things. She’ll wake up with a balloon on her bunk bed & balloons everywhere and our gifts in the living room. We’ve been talking about the birthday for weeks now so she sure won’t be surprised.”

Sweet, light, happy. Yeah…sounds about right. Happy Birthday Eve, my angel.

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2 Comments

  1. This blog went straight to my heart. You had me at "and heal it has"What a wondrous, charming and brilliant little girl you and Cassidy have graced our family and the world with.It's funny how last night, out of the blue, I texted you that I remembered you wanting baby dolls for your second birthday. The proof is in this old journal.How lucky I am to have such wonderful kids and wonderful grandkids. Seeing the world through your eyes and Scarlet's through your words and photos when I cannot see her is a treasure.This blog is truly a window into your soul.

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