There are days when Samantha believes she is a real princess. She won't leave the house without her dress-up heels on her feet and a tiara firmly planted in her head. While the wand makes the outfit complete, she will sometimes forget it and at one point completely misplaced it without driving us insane looking for it. From time to time, she'll say, "Can't find my wand. Must look for it." And before you know it, she has moved on to focus on something else.
Samantha will spend countless hours spinning about and practicing her dance and princess moves. She absolutely loves the Barbie movies (12 Dancing Princesses and the Diamond Castle). During this past year alone, she must've watched them at a minimum of 200 times each.
Sam likes to know everything that is going on, how it will come to be and what will happen next. She is constantly asking "Where are we going?" Or "What are we going to do today?" One day Sam was on the computer in the dining room and Jeff left the kitchen to go downstairs. Not more than a minute later, Jeff walked back in the kitchen to get something. Sam said, "You're back?" It was really funny and you got the sense that Jeff needed to check in with Sam on his plan to return to the kitchen.
She will add helpful details along the way and contribute to the conversation that makes me forget she was only 2. When driving to the grocery store, she'll tell me her list of things she needs us to get more of. Apple Jacks, juice, yogurt, Cheez-its, apples are always at the top. When walking up and down the aisles of Wegmans, she'll point to the specific item on the shelf. Usually she is right with amazing accuracy. It's a testament to her paying attention and really knowing what we use.
Sam has a huge heart and really loves her friends and family very deeply. She looks out for us and it is incredibly sweet how hard she works to take care of us. Whether it's making sure our shirt is tucked in, kissing our boo-boos or asking if want a bite of something she is eating, she is going to be a great mom one day (hopefully no time soon!). She has this amazing, caring nature about her.
Sam does not lack self-esteem and will frequently look in the mirror and comment how pretty she is. She gets these ideas in her head (like only wearing pajamas all day long) and nothing can come close to talking her out of it. She is head-strong, super feisty and quick to tell you the way it will be. We've learned quickly that you need to pick your battles.
She loves to tease and torture her brother, Ian. If Sam knows there is something he wants or is eating, Sam will do everything in her power to get his attention She doesn't care that he is 3 years older. While Sam does a good job of messing with Ian, she also loves him to the point my heart will melt watching them. Sam will cuddle up to him, sit in his lap, give him frequent hugs and lots of kisses all the time. She will play light sabers with Ian and contently watch his Star Wars shows because that is what he wants to do.
There were several times (more like months!) this past year that I didn't think either Sam or I would survive her being 2. It was painful and extremely difficult sometimes being around her. I do believe that most of the trouble stemmed from some major sleep issues and the fact that she is beyond brilliant. Sam is going to be a force to be reckon with as she gets older. Plain and simple, she gets "it". I can't explain it more than that. There are people who are clueless and you wonder how they've gotten as far in life as they have, and then there are people who know which end is up. Sam is without a doubt, the latter. She is going to do something spectacular with her life when she is allowed to be in full control and can make her own plans.
To my fabulously charming, beautiful, quick-to-laugh, spirited, spunky princess, I wish you the best birthday ever and hope this coming year is filled with love, laughter & happiness, not to mention temper tantrum and scream-free. You've brought so much joy to my world and I love you more than you'll ever know. On May 23, 2008, I became complete and my life has been one heckuva of ride ever since.
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