Sweet, sensitive, silly girl. There are no words for how deeply I love you. You are growing up to be such a kind person, and you make me want to be kinder as well.
That’s not always easy, kid. You sure lived up to the term “threenager,” especially in the last six months. We had our share of battles over brushing your hair (I finally gave in and cut it in September), your teeth, eating, cleaning up and more. This year, you really started to find your independence, and tried to do as much on your own as possible.
Obviously the biggest event of this last year was you becoming a big sister, and that has more than met my highest hopes. You are in love with Remy. From the moment you wake up (“Remy, did you have any good dreams?”) to the moment you help me put her down in her crib, singing lullabies and helping me with diapers, you are all about that little girl.
And while you still have moments where you act and sound like a little girl, it’s really shocking how grown up you have become. We have deep conversations and you ask WHY WHY WHY about everything you see. You get your own snacks from the fridge. You put on your own shoes. I understand everything you say and there’s no more babble.
Heck, you learn lyrics to songs on the radio faster than I do!
After spending half of the year in a daycare near our house, we enrolled you in a local Montessori program, and you’ve been thriving. You have friends, you’re taking dance class and going to soccer practice, you are a voracious reader and you come home every day bubbling over with stories about your adventures.
And as you can see from the picture at the top of this post, you were the star (second only to the gorgeous bride) at your Uncle Kyle and Auntie Alex’s wedding. Despite some stage fright, you were the perfect flower girl and loved all of the attention.
I am so proud of you. Every day, you make me smile. Thank you for making me your mommy.
The flower girl photo is from photographer Joel Greenberg!