My dear Tori, you are now two years old. Yes, I know, I'm a few days late posting these wishes for you, but, my little snugglebug, you keep me awfully busy.
Where do I begin, my little one? When you were born, you were the quiet baby--a teensy little cry, a little "hi, if you don't mind, could you give me a little milk". Your daddy and I laughed at how you were so quiet. That really didn't last too long.
You quickly turned into our little bright light. A little ball of energy, full of smiles and giggles. You laughed louder and harder than any baby we'd ever seen before.
You even find trouble when you're sleeping. You go to sleep each night in a sleeper, on backwards, with the feet cut off, because that is the only way to keep you from stripping down naked (and waking up cold and in wet sheets) when we put you to bed.
Tori, my little love, you make us smile.
And, of course, you're adorable. The kind of adorable that makes strangers stop us and tell you so. And while it seems like you're so busy running and laughing that you can't possibly be learning anything, you prove you are paying attention to everything. You can read all your letters and numbers, and recite the alphabet. You seem to have inherited my love of singing and music, as you can sing and hum in near perfect pitch and tune.
They say the middle child never really gets enough attention. That's not true in your case, Tori. You command attention. You are our dancing, singing, bouncing, streaking little monkey and we wouldn't change a thing.
You are our little bright light, Miss Tor Tor, and we simply adore you. Happy 2nd Birthday.