I wrote this about a week ago, but haven’t had time to post. I love this girl.
Oh how I love you! Someone once said to me that any child under 3 is just a blob. I can’t disagree more!
You have so much effervescent personality. You’re magnetic; someone everyone wants to know and say hi to. Every morning on the train, at least 2 people sing the ABC song with you, and a few more play peek-a-boo with you. You thrive on the attention, and ham it up hiding behind the sunshade to the stroller.
When I’ve been sick, you’ve been so independent and content. Sure you came over to snuggle and hug, but the majority of the time you played with your toys on your own while I watched you. You even spent 45 minutes putting on Daddy’s socks and shoes, and walking around the house in them. It was by far one of the cutest things I’ve ever seen.
You didn’t complain at all when Mama had to nap, and peacefully watched Finding Nemo next to Mama on the bed, since you’ve now decided you’re too big for naps.
As my week of vacation comes to a close, I’ve enjoyed spending so much time with you–whether it’s playing guessing games
while the Postal Workers took their sweet time at the Post Office for 45 minutes, or while watching Finding Nemo for the 8th 8040th time each day.
I love you dearly,