Two years, y’all.
I posted about her being home one year, and it feels like that was just a few months ago.
I’ve heard it said that time goes by faster and faster as you get older…
What can I say about Lula?
She is smart.
She can write her name.
Draw a face with eyelashes and lips.
She is busy. She is in everybody’s business. And everybody’s stuff.
She occasionally struggles with keeping those little fingers out of trouble.
And when she does get busted – for say, making her footboard into a chalkboard with a Sharpie – she goes immediately into a well-rehearsed, baby-of-the-family wailing fit.
She is sweet. Oh my, Tallula has the biggest heart.
She loves fiercely.
She forgives freely.
Happy two years home, baby girl.
Can’t wait to spend forever with you.