My Little Lizzie-Lou turns two in three days. How we LOVE this girl!!!

I write this now because we will be en route to Hilton Head Island on her birthday (Hurrah!!!!) We’ll probably be in North Carolina at some Motel - So I’m not too sure how we’re going to keep our Vojt tradition of eating birthday cake for breakfast. I’m thinking maybe just putting two candles on a blueberry muffin from the free continental breakfast thing - and maybe even encouraging some of the guests to sing Happy Birthday to my daughter. How awesome would that be?

(eppie has taken over writing now) - Lizzie’s first two years have been quite fun for us - especially lately.  Even before she started talking, Lizzie was quite the comedian, but now that she speaks more, she’s become exponentially funnier.  She has some very interesting mannerisms (that probably don’t translate all that well into writing) that just crack me up.  The first, is that whenever you explain something to Lizzie, she responds with a drawn out “Ohhhhhhh!” as if suddenly everything in the world makes sense to her… even if she clearly didn’t comprehend what was being explained.  Always cracks me up.

I also find myself frequently laughing at the extremely random collection of words that comprise Lizzie’s lexicon (her lizicon, if you will).  Example (50 cents - I know, you don’t get it… long story… perhaps it will be blogged about soon):

Tonight, Lizzie climbed out of her crib and was calling for mom.  I came up the stairs instead (not usually a happy moment for her when she realizes the footsteps are not moms), but tonight, she was kind of cool about it (since I did carry up her beloved pacifier).  I gave her the passy, put her in the crib, and told her I loved her.  She said “atch you dad” which naturally means “thank you dad” and I started to make my way out of the room.  As I’m closing the door, she inexplicably says “dora backpack.”  She didn’t fuss as if she wanted the Dora backpack before she would go to bed or anything.  She just felt like saying it… almost as if it was some new, hip way to say goodnight (because our kids are like that - always making up their own words or shortening things… Daniel drinking some g’ade).  So, yeah… Dora backpack to you too, little Lizzie.

The original plan was to take individual pictures of everyone in their “Armor of God.” But we got a little carried away, didn’t we guys?

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