You still have your moments, but for the most part, you are absolutely, very pleasant to be around lately. I mean, I could do without you saying every five minutes; "I'm hungry, I need a snack, I need a treat." Where are you putting all of your food? It gets old.
What is not getting old, is you coming up and giving me a hug out of the blue, and saying, "I love you." Or you come up to me and give me a kiss. You do the same to Jonah. I love it. I love how you make Trevan give you a hug before he leaves for school. You really are so sweet. I love how you use good manners... well, except for your potty mouth. You should be a little boy with how much you laugh and giggle about potty humor. Really? Where did you get that from?? You are worse than Trevan!
I love how you aren't afraid to eat new things. For lunch, you took cabbage off of my plate to try, and kept coming back for more. I love how you sit next to me and watch me work, or "help" me work. You hand me the hair clip, or you choose the color of bow I should do next. The other day, you sat next to me for over an hour and helped me take apart flower bushes to make hair clips out of. You loved putting the piles into bags. I can't wait until you are big enough to actually help for real!
I have decided that you must really be your aunty Candi's daughter, because you get up and get yourself dressed almost every morning before breakfast. I'm fine with you staying in your jammies all day with me. Granted, most of your outfits aren't my favorite, but whatever.
You love playing with friends, and ask me about them ALL DAY LONG.
I think you're pretty adorable.
Love you,
What is not getting old, is you coming up and giving me a hug out of the blue, and saying, "I love you." Or you come up to me and give me a kiss. You do the same to Jonah. I love it. I love how you make Trevan give you a hug before he leaves for school. You really are so sweet. I love how you use good manners... well, except for your potty mouth. You should be a little boy with how much you laugh and giggle about potty humor. Really? Where did you get that from?? You are worse than Trevan!
I love how you aren't afraid to eat new things. For lunch, you took cabbage off of my plate to try, and kept coming back for more. I love how you sit next to me and watch me work, or "help" me work. You hand me the hair clip, or you choose the color of bow I should do next. The other day, you sat next to me for over an hour and helped me take apart flower bushes to make hair clips out of. You loved putting the piles into bags. I can't wait until you are big enough to actually help for real!
I have decided that you must really be your aunty Candi's daughter, because you get up and get yourself dressed almost every morning before breakfast. I'm fine with you staying in your jammies all day with me. Granted, most of your outfits aren't my favorite, but whatever.
You love playing with friends, and ask me about them ALL DAY LONG.
I think you're pretty adorable.
Love you,
Mom
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