Paislee is 2

Paislee is 2...wasn't she just born?  Today we celebrated with the usual tradition for breakfast...cake & ice cream for everyone.  Well, almost, Paislee decided she wanted scotch-a-roos so that is what she got.    This evening we had grandparents stopping by and dropping off presents.  We spent a quiet evening in because of the crazy holiday schedule coming up and because of the newest addition.

**Note:  Apparently I'm still not used to the blogger setup yet.  The breakfast pictures are her naked at the bottom and the pink shirt is cake time after dinner tonight.

 Pais was  hilarious as we were singing.  She seriously looked at each person to see their facial expressions and smiled at us all.

 Paislee got some new princess dress-up gear.  Here she is modeling her earrings.  

 Looks like the scotch-a-roos were good.

(I usually write each child a letter for their birthday.  Lately, I have not had time to collect my thoughts and write a letter so it is coming....just not tonight.)

Happy 2nd Birthday Paislee Kate

Why, Paislee, why?  This seems to be your favorite question or phrase right now.  We know that you use this "why" phrase as a learning time and for absorbing information but, I'm not gonna lie, it sometimes drives us crazy.  Each day your vocabulary seems to be growing by leaps and bounds.  It seems as though from the 18th month to now you have finally begun to talk.  You are now turning your words into sentences...or  maybe phrases that I can understand and sometimes sentences.  We think that you used the first 18 months to let your brother and sister do all the talking for you.  (They do enough talking that they may as well speak for you, right?)

Your bright blue eyes, your blond (curly) goldy locks and your booming personality bring a smile to our face many times a day.  Some days your personality is so evident and so fun.  Many times when we go out to church or any other public place you come off as a shy girl but as soon as you warm up you are loud and play well.  Sometimes your facial expressions let us know what is going on in that head of yours before your words are ever spoken.

You love being the big and little sister.  Your older siblings let you play the "baby" when they play house.  They also love to carry you around, beat up on you, boss you around, make you their slave....need I go on? You love to hold Rigley and talk to him.  You love to watch him get his diaper changed, take a bath with him, shove the poppy (pacifier) into his mouth when he needs it...and when he doesn't need it.  You are the first person to let me know when he is awake or when he is crying.

You are still a champion sleepter.  You (& the rest of the bunch) head to bed around 8:30-9ish and you sleep until 8:30 or so.  Each day you lay down around 1:30 and will sleep about 2-2.5 hours.  Your red shirt is your best friend and a must have wherever we go.  (red shirt = her security blanket = an old VBS shirt of mine.  When we transitioned her up to her crib we took one of my shirts with her so that it would have my scent.)  Now two years later she still has it.  Not like just carries it but sleeps with in on her head and sniffs it.  After a few hours of playing and not having the shirt you will find her starting to wind down, she will find her shirt and hold it up to her nose and start sniffing it.  If you have seen it you know that there is a knot on the end.  The shirt is so long that we tied and know on one end and the  knot has to be there.  If it comes out she quickly alerts us.  You are getting much better about leaving it on the floor and not needing it until you are tired or are going to bed.

Apple juice is still your favorite drink of choice.  We mix about 3/4 water to 1/4 of juice and you drink it just fine.  Just like your older siblings you didn't really take to milk right after nursing but I'm sure you will in the next year, just like they did.  Black olives are your favorite food and I'm sure you would eat them at every meal if we would let you.  You are a great eater with a sweet tooth for peppermint patties and candy cane kisses...where, oh where, would you get that from?

You have learned that to survive around here you must hold your own and fight back.  Your "fight back" is sometimes too good and has taught you to start instigating fights.  I can't tell you how many times I've seen you hit your brother in the back of the head while watching cartoons.  The funniest part is we just let you do it so you will learn your lesson.  We will give you props for your "fake" cry, it is getting better.  You have gotten alot better about not (fake) crying so much and just fighting back.


The one thing that your daddy and I love is that you still love to cuddle with us, not only at home but out in public too.  You have such a sweet loving personality.  In the last month or so you have volunteered to start praying at meals with the AMEN being your favorite part.  During the rest of the prayer you are monotone and quiet but when the AMEN part comes it comes out forceful and lound.  You love to get books out and read them and loves to have them read to you too.


Paislee Kate, you are a blessing to our family.  There is not one day that goes by that we don't double over in laughter because of you.  It seems as though we just celebrated Chirstmas with you as a newborn and now you are two.  Where did the last two years go?  Each day you get more beautiful and more independent and leaving the "baby" part of you behind.  You mean so much to us and we love you beyond words.