Teyla Turns Two

She’d only been awake for five minutes, but I could already see the wheels turning under that tangled mop.

I was waiting for the shower water to warm up this morning – hot showers are a must on Mondays – when Teyla pushed open the bathroom door. Her head was down and her eyes were closed against the onslaught of light. She was moving on instinct, not sight. She bumped into my legs and pushed her curls out of her face. Blinking, she immediately transitioned from sleeping baby to adventurous toddler and began rummaging through the bathroom drawers.

She was halfway through her exploration of the second drawer when she came across a sample-sized tube of lotion. That’s when I saw the wheels turning. She shot a glance at me, standing next to the shower curtain, and said, “Mommy! Go!”

Amused at my two-year-old tyrant, I said, “You want me to get in the shower?”

“Yesh,” she insisting, pointing at the steaming enclosure. “Go.”

I couldn’t imagine why she would want to get rid of me. (Yes, that’s sarcasm.)

I got into the shower but peeked out almost immediately. She was trying to get the tube open with her teeth. She jumped when she saw me looking. “Mommy! No! Go!”

She cracks me up. Even if what she’s doing is no good thing.

I wish I could say that was the first time she’s ordered me around in my own house. But if you’ve been around these parts for a while, you know it’s not. That's just Teyla in a nutshell.

Last week, I was cleaning up the lunch dishes when I saw her tucked into a corner of the couch, playing with her big brother’s new Leapster – a toy she knows she’s not supposed to touch.

“Teyla….” I started to warn. But I got no further, because she jumped, raised her palm to me and said, “Mommy! No! No touchy!”

No touchy?

Wow.

For the record, Teyla turned two on Saturday. It’s the reason I couldn’t attend Cupcake ’10, even though many of my favorite blogging friends were there and it was relatively close to home.

I just had a cupcake of my own to celebrate.













Happy birthday, Teyla. You make me laugh every day with your sweet, adventurous, warrior ways. I’m thrilled to be your Mommy. I pray God does amazing things with your huge heart, your strong spirit and your inquisitive soul.

And may you never lose the cheesy smile. Amen.