You fully enjoy popcorn and (parts of) a movie (but periodically still request to "watch Steins" instead).
You wander through stores, pronouncing various items of clothing "cute" and becoming particularly enamored of handbags. This is just a little ironic when you insist on staying in your jammies that day.
You get into the action 100% with your bigger counterparts (seen here sweeping out the old year).
You are still baby enough to fall asleep on your daddy's lap, thereby making his day.


When you are two...and that cute...your grammy misses you an awfully lot. She eagerly awaits any and all pictures of you. Hardly recognized you without a bow in your hair ;-)
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