Dear Henny,
Number 6 went off without a hitch. You're excited about the weekend trip to Louisville and Uncle Gary gave you a baggy of 10 bucks worth of quarters and you went to town on the little trinkets vendor machines.
When the wait staff sang Happy Birthday in Spanish and carried out the Mexican birthday tradition of putting cake in your face you didn't bat an eye but smiled widely.
With your cool Star Wars cake, which I got free because they didn't have it ready on time and I had to wait, I bought candles and FORGOT THEM. So, Bahboo went and found a packet of matches in his truck and your blew out 6 matches...I know, a little crappy but you didn't seem to mind.
A happy birthday to you. We love you so.
Love, Mama
Dear Hazelita,
My sweet little funny ray of sunshine. 2 years old yesterday. You got to have several modest birthday celebrations this year. We started on Saturday when Bahboo, Grandma P, Grandma Jean and your aunts met up with us at Henry's school carnival. Mommy was working at a booth so Daddy entertained while I set up bowling pins. I could watch you from a distance enjoying playing on the playground with Grandma Jean and Henry hopping from game to game. 
After the carnival we went to Mother Bear's for pizza, one of your favorites. You were SOOO SLEEPY, but you made it through dinner and some birthday cake.
Grandma Jean gave you a cute little apron to wear in your play kitchen. You told everyone thank you and passed out back at home. On the 8th, your actual birthday you woke up chipper and happy. We got you dressed and as we were leaving I asked you, "Hey, Who is the birthday girl!" You threw your arm in the air and with a pointed finger you danced in a little circle. So cute!
To start our day we drove to have lunch with WW, your birth mama. It was a lot of fun and after you reluctantly shared your ice cream, by share I mean you gave us each a bite then screamed off any other spoon approaches, you did a fantastic gyrating dance for the restaurant to be hold.
We decided to go together to check out the new Independent Adoption Center office and say hi to the ladies that supported us all through the process. Before they even saw us they called out is that Hazel the birthday girl?! I suppose they figured we might stop by if we were coming to visit WW, who lives up the street.
After you ran around and checked out the pictures and grabbed some candy we took WW home. We said our good byes, complete with an, "Love you, Winnie," and then started home to meet Daddy and Hen for dinner and cake. Daddy even left work early at Henry's request to go on a trip so he can choose you a gift. He loves you so much. He chose some doggie wrapping paper because he knows you love dogs and Kipper. On Henry's insistence, you opened presents before we left. You loved your giant magna doodle and set to create as soon as you finished playing with the squiggly light up ball Henry chose for you, which you held close through dinner.
Your most exciting part of the day was blowing out candles and singing Happy Birthday.
We had to do two takes because I sat the cake down and you blew out the candles before the, "HAAAAP," made it out of our mouths. We had cake and it was time to end our long day of celebrations. I can't wait for many more. You are my sweet funny little baby lady with a loving sense of humor. I look at you and wonder how I got to be so lucky to be your mama, to see you every morning with your wild wombat hair, to chase you through the library or cheer for you when you make it down the slide. How do I get to be the one to hug you when you're upset? It is an amazing feeling. I love you so, I can't believe you're, "teeeweeeooo."
Love, Mama
Dear Sweet tarts,
We had a great time checking out the Zink Berry Farm with Bahboo and Grandma P. The Zink's are a super warm and welcoming couple that invited us to see their animals and to take all the time we needed. We got to pick ourselves. You (Henry) flitted about with buckets swinging; it took a couple of reminders to keep the bucket steady so the berries didn't fly all over.
You and Bahboo took liberty with tasting and as I was picking, your grimy hand would shove into my face with a juicy half eaten berry screaming, "OH this one is GREAT! It is so awesome, you have to taste it Mommy!"
Hazel enjoyed riding on Daddy's armrest reaching out around her, smashing red goo in her fingers and licking her tart sweetie fists. 
We picked just enough blueberries to make some wonderful pancakes...Daddy's last bite was a super charged tart one that made him pucker like a fish!
After breakfast was cleaned up we worked on making two pies and a cobbler. Bahboo could hardly wait! You helped cut the strips to create the perfectly imperfect basket weave top. The timer sounded and it was time to eat! Mommy plated the bubble mess on the pretty plates Mamaw Mergie got us for our open house. It was a special occasion. I made my first pie, ever!
I will say it tasted delicious! The recipe for the cobbler pretty much tasted like it had a sugar cookie on top. Just recounting it is making me feel like I will have to go and have some more, I bet you will join me. What a nice relaxing evening.
Love, Mama
ps I loved these so much I had to post these too.
PSS Poor baby Hazel is teething HARD CORE while I type and hold you. Your second bottom tooth is working hard to stay popped out and a tooth next to the top middle is breaking through too. You don't scream! Or at least you didn't. Poor baby mamacita.Tylenol is on deck. and Henry just walked up and said, "I'm feeling sweaty hot, I think I'm getting a little sick." Doh!
