It's me.

Hi friends.  Remember when the last time I blogged Bridget looked like this?

Well now she looks like this:

Oh dear. 

That's my fault.  Shame on me. 

But that's not even the worst part.  The worst part?  This precious little babe never received the spotlight she deserved on this blog:

PEOPLE.  We had a baby and I never blogged about it. 

Seriously, shame on me.

Whitney Addison Wride.

6 pounds 12 ounces

18.5 inches long

That precious little babe now looks like this:

Oh dear.  She's big, right?!  She's spunky and silly and we love her to pieces.  

Recently she turned TWO.  

 

Working on the whole two finger thing.  It's tricky!

 Facts about my girl:

She loves Sofia the First.  When she was potty training she was quick to choose the Sofia undies, and still talks daily about how much she loves them.  She BEGS to watch Sofia ALL DAY, EVERY DAY. 

 

{Why are little baby bums in little baby undies so darn cute?}

She loves to dance.

 She lives and breathes princesses.  She is the girliest girl I know.  Likes to comb hair, twirl around, play dress up, wear dresses, loves jewelry...

She loves to sing.

She rarely smiles for pictures.  The pictures in this post are deceiving, as the other 99% I have are of her scowling, making a silly face, or (her favorite) her turned around backward with her hands on her hips as she shakes her booty at me.  

This girl likes to EAT.  And she has a serious sweet-tooth.

She is a tech junkie.  She would play on a phone, ipad, computer, whatever all day if I let her.  She gets ANGRY when tech time is over.  

She likes to be naked.  {I'll spare you a picture.} I can't keep clothes on that girl.  I find her almost every night  and every morning naked in her bed.  And I won't tell you how many times a day I have to redress her.  Why?  What is wrong with your clothes?!?!

She love to color.

 She would live outside if she could.

She's afraid of heights.

She loves to do whatever Bridget is doing.  She thinks she's four. 

I feel bad that she didn't get two years of blog posts like my other kids did.  It's not fair that we can look back and see posts about our other kids and not her.  I was kind of over the whole blogging thing, but now when I look back and see that I didn't post about this cutie?!  Well... I regret it.  I still have pictures, it's not like I have no memories, but it sure is fun to come to one place and see what my kids looked like, adventures we went on, things I wanted to remember, etc.  

When Bridget was born and we wanted to see if she looked like Harrison as a baby, we pulled up our blog.  When I wanted to show someone Harrison singing "O Little Town of Bethlehem" when he was two, I pulled up our blog.  I can't do that with Whitney!  

Shame on me.

But I suppose it is what it is.  I'm not going to go back and play catch up, there are way too many things I'd have to post about.  So here I am.  Now what?  Maybe I'll do some throwback posts here and there, but mostly I just want to be better.  Better at recording our family memories.  Better about journaling our family adventures, traditions, and experiences.  Better at using my real camera and not just my cell phone. (Most of the pics in this post are cell pics. I don't love that. Blogging makes me think about that.)  Better about sharing my kids with friends and family that live so far away.  Better about capturing and blogging about life so that I can look back and remember what my littles looked like and acted like when they were little. 

So... I'm back.

Because I want to remember all the sass and attitude and fun that this girl was at two, and I think blogging is probably a pretty good way to do it.