Dearest Baby Bean, You don't even know that isn't really your name. As far as you are concerned you name is Janie Bean Hodges and you love it.
I love it too. It speaks volumes about how well loved you are. There are some definite downsides to be the youngest in a big family, but all the adoration certainly isn't one of them.
You happen to be stronger, faster, and more verbal than any other two year old I've ever known. You want so badly to hang with your brothers and sisters that you do things that are way to hard for you because nobody told you that you couldn't. Keep doing that sister. You are more capable than anyone else might ever know.
Oh baby girl, how you make us laugh. You have no problem sharing you opinions in your sweet little baby voice with a sweet innocent grin and you send us all into stitches. You have a habit of climbing on the nearest surface and just jumping, you always assume someone will be there to catch you. Someone always does. But it has given us plenty of things to laugh about on the way.
Daddy and I love you so much and we are praying for you daily.