|Dropped "baby" to put on gardening gloves|
One thing that hasn't really changed in her two years is Bronte's confidence & assertiveness. Since she was a newborn & the doctor at the breastfeeding clinic commented on it, she's been unafraid to let anyone know what she wants. These days that means if her brother does something she doesn't like, she'll tell him off right away, or at least come crying to me with a detailed explanation of what he did. I can see now that she's going to be the one putting up her hand in class for every question, the one who jumps up & runs to the front when there's a call for a volunteer, or a song to participate in at the family centre.
Bronte is definitely the loudest child I have ever met. She's boisterously friendly to everyone we get anywhere near & she continues her habit of screeching at a deafening pitch when she's the slightest bit bored. When we attempted to have a quick dinner at a sushi place near home a few days ago she treated the whole restaurant to several conversation halting shrieks before we were finished eating.
|Sharpie incident #3|
I find it funny what Bronte knows well & what she doesn't seem to get. Bronte can count up to twelve, knows a lot of songs, & can recite most of her favourite books. She can use past tense & always refuses things with a full sentence ("No, I don't want put on my shoes!"). She knows the difference between a hard hat & a firefighter's hat--her vocabulary is great. Yet she's still guessing randomly when we talk about colours. She'll describe things as green or blue usually & most of the time get it wrong.
It's such a cliche, but I can't believe it's been a whole two years since this little firecracker was born. Happy birthday, little Bronte! It's been a crazy time--this kid is just gogogogo--but she's also a lot of fun & I look forward to the things we're going to be able to do together as she gets older.
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