Taylor Turns Two

Our baby girl is no longer our 'baby' girl.  She is officially a toddler.  Until Brent does her obligatory photo shoot, this low quality image will have to suffice.  This was the day after her birthday.  She got a new stroller from Grandma  and a whole bag of new dress ups (hand me downs from our friends).  Since then, she has been wearing wings, jewelry, and high heels while pushing her stroller or waving her wand.

Taylor is still all cuddles.  I think Heavenly Father knew I was going to need a lot of extra hugs and kisses with our last child.  She is a big mamas girl (sometimes sweet, sometimes annoying).  She loves pretty dresses, hair bows, music, doggies, and playing with her bigger siblings (who are all so sweet to her).

She is definitely two, though.  Tantrums and hitting have started and she has spent some time at the bottom step in time out.  She's not too upset to be there, but is always willing to say sorry and give hugs.  Taylor is quite the talker and loves to just point and label the things she sees or hears.  It's like living in a Richard Scarry book.

I think Taylor will always be adored, and doted on.  She is like the rock star in the family "Taylor is awake!"  " Look, Taylor is awake!" everyone runs and gives her hugs.  What a life!  For better or for worse, she is everyone's favorite.