2 {two} 24 months dos dueces

I am having a really big issue with the fact that my baby will be 2 tomorrow.  Two years old.  I can't believe the amount of time that has literally flown by.  In the beginning you wish the time away.  The sleepless nights (and days), the time when they just lay and don't do anything cool (other than breathe), and all the blow out diapers.  All of a sudden, sitting at work, I realize I don't have a baby anymore.  I have a little girl.  A sweet, precious, beautiful little girl.  Before I know it she will be 13 and mad at me for not letting her leave the house ever  when she wants.  I'm scared ya'll.  Real scared.  We are having a small get together to celebrate Miss Macon herself and I haven't bought a thing.  I don't mean presents either, she doesn't need those, I mean like not even a scrap of food for our guests, a balloon, a party favor, not a thing.  Oops.  I have been putting this off.  I don't want her to grow up.  I don't want her to ever not be dependent on me and my love.  I guess the point of this is hopefully she won't think I was totally selfish as she grew up.  I want my sweet Scarlet to look back and read this one day (when I'm dead) and know that no words that I could put here could ever do justice to how much I love her.  I hope my actions show it.  I hope you feel like the most loved 2 year old to ever live and I know you do.  I celebrated her birthday by going to the beach without her.  It was glorious.

This is our spot in my favorite little corner of the world.

 My B.F.F. & I thought it only appropriate to take my MOTHER to The Mullet Toss.  AKA the biggest shit show in lower Alabama ever to take place once a year.

 Evidence of shit show.  This photo does no justice to the amount of wasted, redneck trash that was present.

Scarlet Begonia - Momma celebrated your birthday in a big way last weekend! 

You have come a long way angel.

All 6 pounds and 4 ounces

to 30 pounds ;)

Love you sweet girl!