She is two, and no longer a baby.
Running, scooting, asking lots of questions... ...'Where?', "What happened?" and when I say no, 'Why?'.
Strange fondness for crocodiles and snails (my older girl likes dinosaurs and sharks).
A total plane-spotter (we're near the airport), though it's ironic that she's born in an era where nobody can take a plane.
Still lacking prepositions in her dialogue... ...'Go (with) Mama!', 'Meimei sit (on) chair!'.
Highly addicted to her purpur (she can't manage the 4-syllabur 'pacifier' yet), which we'll probably need to wean her off at some point, though as your average second-time parents, we're mostly adopting a relaxed 'we'll see' attitude *lol*.
Happy birthday my little peanut, don't grow up too fast.