This is my 2 year old

Ever since Kamryn was a small baby I have often realized that she is not like other kids.  She is somewhat abnormal.  I say this in the most optimistic way, however.  When I say she is abnormal I mean:

• that she never went through the phase of putting everything in her mouth...
• She hasn't ever run away from me when going places.   
• she doesn't like to knock over towers of blocks that she has built.
  (to name a few).  

I'm not blogging to gloat or brag about how "easy" she is...(because she DOES throw fits one after another!) :)  But I have had a couple of experiences recently with her that remind me so much of how lucky I am!  (and to watch out for when Kyler is this age because I know without a doubt that he will be exactly opposite!) :)

Story #1:
I was taking the kids over to my inlaws to visit for the evening (5 minutes from our house) and my mother in law asked me to pick up the Little Ceasars pizza she had just ordered over the phone.  I said I would get it, expecting to run in and pay for it and leave the kids in the car for 1 minute.  Well, when I got there, the store was the busiest I've EVER seen it! It was going to take me a good 10 minutes to stand in line and just get the pizzas! So...I had to take the kids in.  We crossed the parking lot, Kyler in one arm and Kamryn holding my hand.  When I finally got to the front and got the pizzas, I had Kyler in one arm and pizzas in the other--leaving no hand for Kamryn.  I told her to walk right next to me and that there were cars so she needed to stay with me.  I slowed my pace to stay with her, but she was right there with me the whole time and then got in the car without any trouble.  No running.  No goofing around.  It was amazing to me that a 2 year old could handle something like that.

Story #2: 
Tonight Kamryn brought me a little piece of paper saying "Color! Color!"  I looked and saw that she had colored on a free Del Taco meal coupon.  Not a big deal.

Then I remembered that there were markers on my desk (not washable) downstairs right by that paper.  Obviously that's what she had colored with.  I went downstairs and found this:

Markers with lids on them correctly. 

No marker anywhere else in sight.  Not on the computer, the desk, not even her!  

I am amazed that she is so capable and just so cautious and so aware at age 2.