My life has been all kinds of crazy for quite some time.
But crazy was redefined on December 5, 2012.
Enter Sarah Jane. She looks like a cute little bundle, but don’t let that fool you!
She is rough and tumble and she will tackle you when you are down. She is not to be messed with.
Words that come when mind to describe Sarah: spitfire, feisty. Nicknames she has so far accumulated: The Wrecking Ball, The Hippopatamus, The Tornado.
She’s my handful. She’s my mom’s “karma is a bitch”. She’s payback for my own wild youth.
And I wouldn’t have it any other way. For all her stubbornness, for all her pig-headedness, for all her strong willed “you are not making me do this-ness!”, she is one of the sweetest, most loving- albeit it a touch bit prickly- girls.
She is the one that will bring you your shoes. She is the one that will make sure everyone has a plate at snack even if it means emptying out the entire contents of the Tupperware drawer. She is the one that will make your belly ache from laughing.
She is the one that says, “Thank yooooooo!”.
She is the one that won’t leave for school without giving her big sister a hug and a kiss.
She is the one that makes our family complete.
She is 2 today. Hard to believe. And if the “terrible 2’s” are indeed a thing, then we are in for it.
She is reserving the right to cry if she wants to on her birthday. And throw a good tantrum. Or 2.
Have a great crazy day!