Bracing for the Twos

Yesterday, Mya was being her usual adorable self and my friend who was keeping an eye on her for a moment commented on how sweet she had been. I answered "Yes, but she's almost two." Wrong answer Mommy. I went on to describe her ability to throw a doozy of a fit when she wants.
My promise to Mya is that I will never answer "yes but ..." to such kind compliments again.
She is sweet. She is cute. She is full of life. She is smart as whip. No buts.
What I learned yesterday is that I've been digging in getting ready for the "terrible two's" and allowing my dismay over her wild fits to detract from my knowledge of her greatness.
She is vibrant and funny. She is aware and kind. She screams when she doesn't get her way. She throws fits that get her wound right up. She is all these things and more. I love her now, I will love her when she turns two, I will love her at three and four and five and six....34, 35, ....46, 47 ....
What I need to communicate to Mya is that I may not like her behavior sometimes, but there is nothing she can do that will detract from my love for her. It is constant and abiding. I will also always remember to revel in her greatness without a single thought about possible future bad behavior. Silly Mommy.