My baby will be two years old on Saturday and it feels terrible. I'm not ready for it. I'm just not ready for her to be out of diapers and wanting to do things all on her own. I don't want her to grow up.
While in Burlington, VT this summer a man in a parking garage saw us, smiled and commented "The twos are terrific, all that discovery of independence!" I think I'll always remember him saying that. Think about it. It is an amazing time. Right now, it feels painful.
Maybe if I never finish the 2T-3T sweater I'm knitting for her, she'll never grow up.