My daughter has turned two, so we can no longer really justify calling her a baby, which is absurd because she is a baby; a baby who can walk and run and say more words each day, but a baby nonetheless. She screams less than she used to and sleeps a lot more. Her interests include lifting things. She cheers on command, sticking her impossibly edible little arms in the air and saying ‘Yaaaaaay!’ for no reason science can discern. She is wonderful.
