"Isn’t she wonderful? Isn’t she precious?"
To Coco, on her Second Birthday:
To say, you have stolen hearts, is an understatement. You have a secret little envelope, with a full dance card of unwavering devotion. You are the essence of happy, the purest form of childhood spirit. You have made the most serious adults, spontaneously burst into smile, to spite themselves.
You are not the typical little girlie-girl. You are an adventurous clown who may try anything once. Maybe even twice. You are a firework of energy. From the moment you wake, to the VERY late minute you fall to sleep. You are convinced there is no need to brush your hair, but will apply sparkle lip-gloss often throughout the day. Your laughter is a squeal, your walk has a skip and you have even graced yourself with a Stage Name... Jazz hands and all.
Your most enduring character trait, was gifted from your father (inherited from HIS father.) You have taken this envy worthy talent and made it Even More special. Being near you, in the sparkly bubble of your engaging personality, makes people 'just feel happy'. People are drawn into you. They want your attention and feel better, after their Cup of Coco.
With the flirtatious tilt of your head, your curve of a smile and your large, direct pool of eye contact... you easily own their loyalty. Bought, bagged and paid for.
I hate to divulge your secret but you have quietly convinced many adults, they are your most favorite. You remember people, make them feel seen by you and leave them positively warmed, within your ray of light. You intuitively sense their moods and snuggle or laugh, accordingly.
I am not a mother, with rose-colored glasses and therefore, can admit... you are a wee bit gross. While living life in the fast lane, there is hardly time to pit-stop for face cleaning, diaper changing or even a common-sense think break. For example:
"Should I try eating deodorant?? Why not!"
"Does this outfit match? Who cares!"
"Does peanut butter mix well with ranch dressing, ketchup and chicken nuggets?? It does today!"
"And sure I'll hug you tight and kiss you hard but I'm not afraid to Smack a Ho.edown, if required."
"Isn’t she pretty? Tru-ly the angel’s best."
You have an indescribably, words are not worthy, blend of sometimes unconventional and mysterious allure. Your eyes, too defiant to pick a color, are the captivating mood-ring of your face. You remind me of a well painted work of art. Very pretty at first glance, sometimes messy at a particular angle and then... when the admirer pauses... takes a breath... and really studies your full Snow-white lips, your long gentle eyelashes and perfectly rounded cheeks... they are stunned by your heart-stopping beauty. And if you light up our world with your sun-shiny gladness and occasionally mischievous smile.... Forget about it!
"Boy, I’m so happy.
We have been heaven blessed.
I can’t believe what God has done,
Through us he’s given life to one.
But isn’t she lovely... made from love."
Two years ago, you took our roller coaster and added a few more twists and a pretty dramatic turn. You simultaneously gave our family a bright shot of adrenaline, with a calming drink from your green-tea of love. We were all waiting for you. To be gifted to this family, at this very moment.
I am honored to be within your magical, floating bubble. You lift me up and carefully keep me floating, warm in your sunshine. You, Just Make Me Feel Happy.
You really are... so very lovely.
And were undoubtedly... made from love.
Happy Second Birthday, Coco.