The terrible two’s, eh?
It seems weird in that when she’s not sick and holding on to us for dear life (and giving us kisses in an apparent decision to share her diseases), she’s fiercely independent.
But when has that not been the case?
In honor of her turning two, I gathered up 18 photos representing the last twelve months of her life (because we only took three pictures for every two months) and put a little She & Him on top of it like so much butter and maple syrup on your favorite pancakes. Mmm, ‘joy!