look who's two!

Although we celebrated Kate's 2nd birthday with a party in North Carolina, her actual birthday was a somewhat small affair right here at home. It started with pancakes on "baya plate" (her favorite) and ended with dinner at Chuck E. Cheese. (Stephen and I have since developed some strong opinions toward Mr. Cheese...more about that later).

Okay, so watching Kate turn two has made me a little sentimental these days (I mean more than usual), and I keep thinking about the lullaby that I've been singing to her since the first night we brought her home from the hospital. Here's the first verse:

Where are you going, my little one, little one?
Where are you going, my baby, my own?
Turn around and you're two. Turn around and you're four.
Turn around and you're the young girl runnin' out of my door.

When I sang that song to my newborn baby girl, I couldn't imagine her turning two. It seemed so very far away. And now it's here. My baby is growing up. And now I sometimes tear up when I sing the second verse:

Where are you going, my little one, little one?
Where are you going, my baby, my own?
Turn around and you're tiny, turn around and you're grown.
Turn around and you're a young wife with babes of your own.