This week, my Little Miss A will turn three. There is non-stop talk here that 'I'm nearly three, but I'm two first' and 'I'm going to have a party, and Mummy and Daddy can come'.
This means the toddler years are officially over, and we say hello to the label of 'preschooler'. This has me reminiscing over the last two years...
Toddlers are intriguing - for little people, they live BIG. Life with a toddler can be fun, dramatic, frustrating, exhausting, inspiring and funny... all within ten minutes of being woken
For me, the toddler years were an unexpected delight. Everyone warns about the 'terrible twos' but we found it wonderful. It's been a time that we not only got to know Little Miss A's continually emerging personality, but so did everyone around her. She has gained the independence she was craving since birth, and yet remains a vulnerable little one at times.
She has learnt millions of things.
As for the two most famous toddler traits - tantrums and fussiness? What a let down. Tantrums started right on 12 months, but we soon learnt some strategies to avert them... most of the time. The fussy eating we were warned about never showed its face, and we watched with delight as she ate everything from prawns to yum-cha to curries and all-important vegetables.
These two years of toddlerdom have seen so many changes.
We've said goodbye to daytime naps, hello to more waking during the night than during her baby year, and she gave up nappies (except for nighttime) with ease. At swimming lessons she no longer needs me in the pool with her, she has outgrown her baby carseat, grown and grown and grown - in height and shoe size.
She has taken everything in her stride. Moving from a cot to a toddler bed to a big bed? No worries. Her first haircut? She sat still and it was over in five minutes. A major house renovation? She found it exciting and is in love with her new room. Toilet training? Done in three-and-a-half days. Childcare and babysitters and sleepovers? Whatever.
The most noticeable change, though, is probably her speech. At 12 months she could say some words, but at three years she can speak sentence after sentence, sing entire songs and boy, does she come out with some hilarious phrases.
Goodbye toddler years - I'm surprised to say that I loved them.
And hello to the next stage of our little girl's life. I can't wait to see what this brings.