Dear Josie Hope,
You are 2 and I cannot believe it. The time has flown by so quickly that it scares the daylights out of me. I know that one day soon I will wake up and you will be 6 like Kat and you will not need me to do most of the things that I am doing for you today. The night before your birthday I rocked you to sleep and I cried. I cried knowing that never again will I have a one year old. That never again will I celebrate a second birthday with one of my babies. That you are and would be the last for us. It was bitter sweet. Truthfully, we should not have you at all. It is only be the grace and mercy of a GREAT God that I get to hold you everyday. You, my sweet girl and a gift. A miracle.
I laugh when I think of what you are like at 2. You are a two year old. You are everything a 2 year old should be. You are not behind, you are not delayed, you are NOTHING like they prepared us for you to be. You are perfect, better than that you are Josie Hope and there is no one else like you. I call you the human tornado. You are WIDE OPEN all of the time. You are loud and funny and have terrible temper. You are friendly and your presence makes people feel good. You are beautiful and though you love your mama, your loyalty lies with your daddy and your uncle Brett. They are your favorites.
You had a great birthday. The Ogle family came to celebrate and we made you a cinnamon cake with pumpkin icing. You had two pieces. Mama and Daddy got you a tricycle and a guitar ;) You loved your beep beep!! It was a great day and ended perfectly with a visit from Uncle Brett who you call Da Da.
This year, even more than last, we were very aware of the miracle that you are. Amazed that we got to keep you and even more amazed that God blessed us with your health. Everyday with you we cherish and enjoy. We cannot WAIT to see hat God has in store for you my sweet miracle. Happy second birthday. We love you bigger than the whole sky.
Mama, Daddy, Kat, and Presley