I was downstairs throwing a bunch of laundry in the washing machine when I heard the sound of a little chair scraping along the kitchen floor.

When I got upstairs, I was greeted by this face:

And a new trick was learned.

Perhaps my favorite trait of two year olds is how proud they are when they discover something new they can do.

It’s worth a few spills to watch her grow.  But not too fast, okay Eliza?  Mama need a little time to catch her breath.