I ALWAYS HAVE TO TOUCH YOU IN SOME WAY. IT’S LIKE I NEED CONSTANT PHYSICAL CONTACT. WHETHER IT’S MY FOOT TOUCHING YOURS, OR RUBBING YOUR BACK, PATTING YOUR HEAD, KISSING YOUR CHEEK, HOLDING YOUR HAND, HUGGING YOU, IT DOESN’T MATTER, I JUST ALWAYS WANT TO TOUCH YOU. LIKE IF I’M NOT TOUCHING YOU, YOU’RE NOT REAL OR SOMETHING. AND WHEN I’M HOLDING YOU AND ROCKING YOU TO SLEEP, I PUT MY FACE TO YOURS, AND BREATHE IN DEEPLY ON YOUR EXHALES. LIKE IT’LL SOMEHOW MAKE ME CLOSER TO YOU BY BREATHING IN YOUR BREATH. SILLY, I KNOW, BUT I’M JUST SO IN LOVE WITH YOU. EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU IS THE MOST AMAZING THING IN THE WORLD. YOU CAN BE SUCH A LITTLE BUTTHEAD, AND CAN HIT ME AND SMART OFF TO ME (YES, YOU’VE STARTED THAT), AND THEN YOU LOOK AT ME AND ALL THE FRUSTRATION AND HURT FEELINGS GOES AND I’M OVERWHELMED WITH ABSOLUTE LOVE. I WISH I COULD GIVE YOU EVERYTHING. I WISH I COULD GIVE YOU THE WHOLE WORLD. JUST THINKING OF YOU MAKES MY HEART FEEL LIKE IT’S GOING TO EXPLODE. I JUST ADORE YOU. EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU. I ALWAYS WILL – EVEN WHEN YOU’RE AN UNRULY TEENAGER, LOL!
♥ MOMMA

I LOVE YOU. I TELL YOU THAT ALL THE TIME, AND IT’S ALWAYS TRUE. YOU’RE LEARNING TO SAY MORE THINGS, YOU’RE GROWING FASTER AND FASTER. YOU’RE THE MOST AMAZING LITTLE PERSON IN THE WHOLE WORLD. YOU ALWAYS WILL BE. YOU STILL ONLY SAY, “I YOU” OR “I MAMA” INSTEAD OF, “I LOVE YOU” OR “I LOVE YOU MAMA” – STILL PRECIOUS. I’VE TRIED TO TEACH YOU “LOVE” AND YOU REPEAT “YOVE”, OR JUST SAY “I YOU” INSTEAD OF THE WORD. CUTENESS!
THE PAST COUPLE WEEKS YOU’VE BEEN SICK, SO YOU HAVEN’T EATEN MUCH AND YOU’VE GONE BACK TO MULTIPLE BOTTLES THROUGHOUT THE NIGHT. YOU’D WAKE UP 2 OR 3 TIMES, CLIMB OUT OF BED, GRAB MY HAND AND SAY, “’MERE!” OR “M’ON!” AND TAKE ME TO THE KITCHEN, POINT TO THE FRIDGE AND SAY, “BABA” – IT’S PRECIOUS, BUT TIRING, AND NOT GOOD FOR YOU OR YOUR TEETH – SO NIGHT BEFORE LAST I DECIDED THAT WAS IT. NO MORE MULTIPLE BOTTLES. YOU CAN HAVE ONE AT BEDTIME AND ONE IN THE MORNING. IT WAS TERRIBLE. YOU’D WAKE UP SCREAMING FOR A BABA AND I WOULD HAVE TO HOLD YOU AND PHYSICALLY RESTRAIN YOU FROM GETTING OUT OF THE BED, AND YOU CRIED AND CRIED AND IT WAS AWFUL – BUT I DID IT OUT OF LOVE AND CONCERN FOR YOUR WELL BEING. LAST NIGHT WAS BETTER. ONLY ONCE DID YOU CRY LIKE THAT. SO I’M HOPING FOR IT GETTING BETTER.
YOU HAVEN’T HAD A PACI IN A WHILE. WE CUT THE TIPS OFF ALL YOUR PACI’S, AND IF YOU ASKED FOR A “FAFA”, WE’D GIVE YOU ONE, YOU’D SAY IT WAS “BROKEN” AND PUT IT DOWN. YOU DON’T EVEN LOOK AT THEM AT THE STORE NOW.
WE TOOK OUR CHRISTMAS PICTURE WITH SANTA. IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE JUST YOU – BUT THE INSTANT WE TRIED TO SIT YOU IN HIS LAP, YOU STRAIGHTENED YOUR BODY AND TRIED TO SLIDE OUT OF HIS LAP, WHILE AT THE SAME TIME BEGINNING TO SCREAM. SO YOUR DADDY AND I ENDED UP IN THE PICTURE TOO. IT’S A TERRIBLE PICTURE. YOU’RE CLINGING TO ME, TERRIFIED, YOUR DADDY HAS THIS CHEESY GRIN ON HIS FACE AND I DO TOO – DADDY AND I WEREN’T SUPPOSED TO BE IN THE SHOT, SO WE AREN’T ALL DRESSED UP/CUTE LIKE YOU WERE. IT’S GREAT THO. FAMILY MEMORIES.
WE FOUND YOUR AUNT JADE. SHE’S 17. SHE LIVES IN TEXAS. SHE’S REALLY SWEET. YOUR DADDY AND I HAVE BEEN LOOKING FOR HER FOR ALMOST 9 YEARS NOW, AND THANKS TO FACEBOOK, WE FOUND HER – YAY TECHNOLOGY! ONE DAY, WHEN YOU’RE OLDER, WE CAN EXPLAIN WHAT HAPPENED AND WHY WE ACTUALLY HAD TO LOOK FOR HER AND WHY HER AND DADDY WERE SEPARATED. BUT IT’S GREAT THEY HAVE EACH OTHER AGAIN. I’M REALLY HAPPY ABOUT THAT. IT MAKES ME WANT ANOTHER BABY. I WANT YOU TO HAVE THAT CLOSENESS WITH SOMEONE THAT ONLY A SIBLING CAN PROVIDE. I KNOW THAT SOME SIBLINGS DON’T GET ALONG, BUT I THINK IF RAISED IN THE RIGHT WAY, IN THE RIGHT HOUSEHOLD, THAT PARENTS CAN HELP THEIR CHILDREN BE CLOSE FOR THE REST OF THEIR LIVES. I KNOW MY BEST FRIEND, LIZ, HAS A GREAT RELATIONSHIP WITH HER SISTERS, PARTICULARLY HER YOUNGER SISTER, BUT THAT’S JUST B/C THEY’RE MUCH CLOSER IN AGE, BUT ALL 3 OF THEM LOVE EACH OTHER VERY VERY MUCH. AND ONE OF MY FRIENDS FROM HIGH SCHOOL HAS A SUPER GREAT RELATIONSHIP WITH HER SISTER AS WELL – AND I WANT YOU TO HAVE THAT. BUT I DON’T KNOW IF WE WILL HAVE ANOTHER BABY – BUT I JUST KNOW THAT SEEING OTHER HAPPY SIBLINGS, AND NOW THAT YOUR DADDY AND AUNT JADE HAVE EACH OTHER AGAIN, IT MAKES ME WANT ANOTHER FOR YOU TO HAVE A SISTER/BROTHER (ALTHOUGH I THINK IT’D BE A SISTER, I THINK NO MATTER HOW MANY KIDS I HAD, I’LL ALWAYS PRODUCE GIRLS, JUST A HUNCH I’VE ALWAYS HAD – BUT WATCH, I COULD GET PREGNANT AND HAVE A BOY JUST TO PROVE ME WRONG, LOL).
WELL, I LOVE YOU ANGEL BABY. YOU’RE SO WONDERFUL, AND I THANK GOD FOR EVERY SECOND I HAVE WITH YOU.
♥ MAMA

YOU TOOK YOUR FIRST POOP IN THE POTTY THE DAY BEFORE YESTERDAY. WOW. TOTALLY PROUD. YOU’VE BEEN ASKING TO GO POTTY FOR A WHILE NOW, AND WE’VE PUT YOU ON THE TOILET (YOU DON’T WANT YOUR TODDLER POTTY, YOU WANT THE GROWN UP POTTY, SO WE GOT YOU AN ADAPTER SEAT), BUT YOU HAVEN’T DONE ANYTHING… UNTIL NOW. YOU SAID POTTY, I PUT YOU ON, AND YOU HAD A TINY TURD. NO PEE. 1 SOLITARY POOP. AND I LOVED IT. IT WAS AWESOME. THAT’S ALL YOU’VE DONE SO FAR, BUT IT’S AMAZING. I HOPE IT CONTINUES TO BE A FAIRLY NON-PAINFUL PROCESS. WE AREN’T PRESSURING YOU OR ANYTHING, WE’RE JUST TRYING TO LET IT HAPPEN. WE’LL ACTUALLY START FOCUSING ON IT AFTER THE HOLIDAYS, BUT UNTIL THEN, IF YOU WANT ON THAT POTTY, THEN BY GOD WE’LL PUT YOU THERE AND WHETHER ANYTHING COMES OUT OR NOT, IT’S JUST COOL.
I LOVE YOU BABY
♥ MOMMA

WE TOOK YOUR PACI AWAY AGAIN. YOU CALL IT A “FAFA.” I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE THAT WORD CAME FROM. ANYWAYS, I SNIPPED THE ENDS OFF ALL THE FAFA’S IN THE HOUSE. YOU’LL GRAB ONE AND SAY, “BROKEN” AND THEN PUT IT DOWN. YOU’RE HAVING A HARD TIME ADJUSTING. THE FIRST NIGHT WASN’T TOO BAD, BUT LAST NIGHT WAS TERRIBLE. I THINK IT’S B/C I’M ALSO NOT LETTING YOU HAVE BOTTLES OF MILK OR JUICE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT. IF YOU ASK FOR A BABA, I HAVE ONE WITH WATER IN IT AND YOU HATE THAT. SO LAST NIGHT WAS A SCREAMING HISSY FIT A COUPLE TIMES. ABOUT 4:45 THIS MORNING CONSISTED OF YOU KICKING YOUR DADDY IN THE NUTS, PUNCHING ME IN THE FACE, FLAILING AROUND IN THE BED AND THEN ME CARRYING YOU AROUND THE HOUSE AND ROCKING YOU, JUST TRYING TO GET YOU TO GO BACK TO SLEEP SO WE COULD REST AT LEAST A FEW MORE MINUTES BEFORE WE HAD TO WAKE UP AND GET READY FOR WORK. I TOTALLY DREAD THE DAY WE TAKE THE BABA AWAY ENTIRELY. I’VE BEEN TOLD, BY PEOPLE WITH OLDER KIDS, THAT IT CAN TAKE A COUPLE WEEKS – AND I UNDERSTAND B/C IT’S A HABIT THAT YOU HAVE TO BREAK AND HABITS ARE HARD TO BREAK – BUT A COUPLE WEEKS SEEMS LIKE FOREVER!!! I FEEL LIKE AN ASS ENOUGH AS IT IS. I JUST HOPE IT REALLY DOES GET BETTER.

WE’RE GONNA START POTTY TRAINING AFTER THE HOLIDAYS, SO THAT’LL BE INTERESTING. YOU DON’T WANT TO SIT ON YOUR POTTY, YOU WANT TO SIT ON THE GROWN UP POTTY. SO WE HAVE TO GET ONE OF THOSE ADAPTER SEAT THINGS. I JUST PRAY IT ISN’T TOO HARD ON YOU (OR US). YOU’RE JUST GROWING SO FAST. I KNOW I SAY THAT A LOT, BUT IT’S SO TRUE. AND I KNOW THAT WITH GROWING COMES SO MUCH CHANGE THAT IS HARD TO COMPREHEND. I KNOW YOU’LL GET IT, I JUST HATE THAT IT HAS TO BE SUCH A CHALLENGE. BUT LIFE IS JUST THAT, A CHALLENGE – IF IT WEREN’T IT’D BE CALLED SOMETHING ELSE. CHALLENGE AND OBSTACLES HELP US GROW – AND THAT’S WHAT YOU’RE DOING.

YOU STILL END UP IN BED WITH US. I JUST CAN’T HELP IT. I SLEEP LIKE ABSOLUTE CRAP WHEN YOU’RE NEXT TO ME, WIGGLING AROUND LIKE YOU DO, BUT I LOVE HAVING YOU NEAR ME. WE HAVE TO STOP THAT SOON TOO. ONE THING AT A TIME THOUGH. BUT IT’S COMING SOON.
YOU’VE BEEN REALLY INTO YOUR DADDY LATELY. I CAN’T HELP BUT FEEL A LITTLE TWINGE OF JEALOUSY, IT’S ONLY NORMAL. I’M SURE HE GETS JEALOUS WHEN YOU’RE INTO ME TOO. AND I KNOW THAT DADA’S MORE FUN THAN MAMA, AND DADA DOESN’T PUT YOU IN TIME OUT LIKE MAMA DOES, SO THAT MAKES HIM COOLER – BUT IT’LL BE OK.

SPEAKING OF TIME OUTS – YEA THAT’S NOT WORKING. SO YOU STARTED HITTING A FEW MONTHS BACK. I TRIED TIME OUTS, THEY DID NOTHING, I TRIED SWATTING YOUR HAND, IT DID NOTHING BUT MAKE YOU CRY AND HIT ME BACK, I EVEN HIT YOUR BUTT – AND YOU CALLED ME MEAN AND IT MADE ME CRY – SO WE WENT BACK TO TIME OUTS. IT’S BEEN MAYBE 3 DAYS SINCE WE STARTED THE TIME OUTS AGAIN. YOU’LL HIT ME AND SAY, “TIME OUT?” IT’S RETARDED. YOU WANT TO BE PUT IN TIME OUT. WHAT THE HECK, LO? IT CAN’T BE ONE OF THOSE “BAD ATTENTION IS BETTER THAN NO ATTENTION” B/C I GIVE YOU ATTENTION ALL THE TIME.

YOU’VE GOT SO MANY MORE NEW WORDS NOW. SO CUTE. ONE OF MY FAVORITE THINGS YOU SAY IS “HERE MAMA” WHEN YOU GIVE ME SOMETHING. IT’S JUST THE SWEETEST SOUNDING PHRASE, “HERE MAMA”. I JUST LOVE IT SO MUCH. YOU STILL ONLY SAY, “I YOU” INSTEAD OF “I LOVE YOU” WHICH IS ALSO CUTE. HELL, EVERYTHING YOU DO IS CUTE.

CHRISTMAS IS ALMOST HERE. THIS WEEKEND YOU’RE GONNA GO STAY WITH YOUR NANA AND PAPA, SO DADDY AND I CAN GO BUY THE TREE AND DECORATE IT, AND BUY YOU SOME PRESENTS. AS IS USUAL, WE CAN’T GET YOU EVERYTHING WE WANT TO. BILLS AND GROCERIES JUST SUCK SO MUCH OF OUR INCOME. BUT WE’RE GONNA DO OUR BEST. I KNOW THIS YEAR YOU’LL CARE ABOUT IT MUCH MORE THAN YOU DID LAST YEAR. I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT. I THINK YOU WILL. THE ONLY PROBLEM IS THAT YOU ALREADY HAVE SO MANY TOYS, BUT MOST ARE FOR INFANTS, NOT TODDLERS – SO ALSO THIS WEEKEND WHILE YOU’RE GONE, WE’RE GONNA CLEAN OUT YOUR ROOM OF ALL THE TOYS YOU DON’T USE ANYMORE (AND PROBABLY DON’T EVEN REMEMBER YOU HAVE) TO TRY AND MAKE ROOM FOR THE MASSIVE STUFF YOU’RE GONNA GET THIS YEAR. YOU’RE NANA’S GETTING YOU A KITCHEN AND A TOY ORGANIZER THINGIE THAT’S GONNA TAKE UP A LOT OF ROOM. WE’LL HAVE TO PUT UP YOUR DORA HOUSE, BUT I DON’T THINK YOU’LL CARE B/C YOU DON’T USE IT.

OK, WELL, I GOTTA GO. I LOVE YOU MORE THAN ANYTHING IN THIS ENTIRE UNIVERSE, BABY.
♥ MAMA

YOU HAVE STARTED SAYING, I LOVE YOU – ONLY YOU SAY, “I YOU” WHICH IS EVEN CUTER. YOU KNOW THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN BOOTS AND SHOES, AND ONE OF MY FAVORITE WORDS TO HEAR YOU SAY IS, “BOOT” B/C IT’S ALSO SUPER CUTE.
YOU’VE HAD THE FLU. SO HAVE I. IT SUCKS. I’D BE SICK A MILLION TIMES IF IT WOULD SPARE YOU FROM BEING SICK. YOU’RE TOO PRECIOUS TO BE SICK. HEARING YOUR LITTLE COUGH IS TERRIBLE B/C YOU SHOULDN’T EVER HAVE TO COUGH. YOU SHOULDN’T EVER HAVE A SNOTTY NOSE B/C YOUR NOSE IS TOO CUTE FOR SNOT.
YOUR 2ND HALLOWEEN WAS UNEVENTFUL AND I’M SORRY. YOU WOULDN’T WEAR YOUR HALLOWEEN COSTUME. YOU LITERALLY THREW YOURSELF ONTO THE GROUND AND SCREAMED AS THO I WERE STABBING YOU, WRITHING ON THE GROUND TRYING TO GET IT OFF. IT WAS JUST A DRESS. A WITCH DRESS, BUT NOOOOO, YOU WERE HAVING NONE OF THAT. SO I TOOK IT OFF AND THAT WAS THAT. WE DIDN’T GO TRICK OR TREATING. NO ONE IN OUR NEIGHBORHOOD DOES HALLOWEEN, NO ONE CAME BY OUR HOUSE OR ANYTHING. YOUR NANA HAS STREP THROAT RIGHT NOW, SO WE DIDN’T GO THERE. THAT WAS THE ORIGINAL PLAN, TO DRESS YOU UP (HAD YOU COOPERATED, LOL) AND TRICK OR TREAT OUT THERE IN ARKANSAS. BUT THAT’S OK. YOU HAD A FUN NIGHT AT HOME WITH MAMA AND DADA, SO NO BIGGIE.
YOU STILL CALL YOUR DADDY, “MAMA”. YOU CALL YOUR NANA, “MAMA”, YOU CALL ME “MAMA”, BUT I’M JEALOUS. I WANT THAT WORD. IT’S MINE. NO ONE ELSE’S. DADA IS DADA, NANA IS NANA, AND I’M MAMA. I SO BADLY WANT YOU TO REALIZE THAT I’M THE ONLY MAMA, JUST ME, ME, ME, ME, ME. I WENT THRU TOO MUCH SWELLING AND BACK PAIN AND SURGERY RECOVERY AND ALL THAT TO NOT GET TO BE THE ONLY MAMA. YES, I REALIZE THIS IS SILLY AND THAT YOU’LL GET IT AND WILL EVENTUALLY ONLY CALL ME MAMA AND NO ONE ELSE, BUT UNTIL THEN, I HAVE AN INNER HISSY FIT EVERY TIME YOU CALL YOUR DADDY “MAMA” OR YOUR NANA “MAMA”. I KEEP TELLING YOU, “I’M MAMA” BUT IT’S JUST NOT STICKING YET. I KEEP TELLING PEOPLE, “DON’T ANSWER HER IF SHE’S NOT CALLING YOU BY YOUR NAME,” BUT THEY DON’T LISTEN, SO I THINK THAT’S MAYBE MAKING IT A BIT HARDER FOR YOU TOO – B/C THEY ALL ANSWER YOU WHEN YOU SAY, “MAMA”.
WE BROUGHT THE DINING ROOM TABLE DOWNSTAIRS, SO YOU GET TO EAT AT THE TABLE WITH US NOW. YOU LIKE IT A LOT MORE THAN IN YOUR HIGH CHAIR WITH YOUR TRAY. YOU’RE STILL IN YOUR HIGH CHAIR, BUT WE DON’T PUT THE TRAY ON IT, AND JUST SCOOT YOU UP TO THE TABLE. LAST NIGHT I GAVE YOU A CUPCAKE AND YOU JUST LICKED OFF THE ICING. SUUUUPER CUTE!
YOUR DADDY FOUND YOU A POWER WHEELS 4 WHEELER A COUPLE MONTHS AGO AND WE FINALLY FOUND A BATTERY FOR IT AND HE CLEANED IT UP AND YOU LOOOOOVE RIDING IT AROUND THE BACK PATIO. YOU GO IN CIRCLES AND THINK IT’S ABSOLUTELY HIGHLARIOUS WHEN YOU SCARE THE DOGS.
YOU’RE JUST GROWING UP SO FAST. I’VE ALWAYS HEARD THAT TIME FLIES AND STUFF WHEN YOU HAVE KIDS AND AS YOU GET OLDER – AND I NEVER LISTENED B/C WHEN YOU’RE 15, TIME SEEMS TO CRAWL. EVERY DAY GOES BY SOOOO SLOWLY. IT SEEMS LIKE AN HOUR TAKES FOREVER B/C YOU’RE SO FULL OF ENERGY AND THINGS YOU WANT TO DO – BUT THEY’RE RIGHT. WHEN YOU GET OLDER TIME SPEEDS UP, AND THEN WHEN YOU HAVE KIDS, IT FLIES. THE FACT THAT ONLY 9 MONTHS AGO YOU STARTED LEARNING TO WALK, AND 12 MONTHS AGO YOU WERE JUST REALLY GETTING THE HANG OF CRAWLING, AND 16 MONTHS AGO YOU HAD YOUR FIRST BITE OF (BABY) SOLID FOOD, AND ABOUT 19 ½ MONTHS AGO YOU WERE BORN – THAT’S NO TIME, AND YOU’RE ALREADY WALKING, TALKING (MOSTLY), LAUGHING, RUNNING, JUMPING, YOU HAVE YOUR OWN THOUGHTS, YOUR OWN FEELINGS, YOU’RE YOUR OWN REAL LITTLE PERSON. IT’S AMAZING AND WONDERFUL – AND AT THE SAME TIME SAD B/C I FEEL LIKE I’VE MISSED IT. I WAS THERE, I SAW IT, I EXPERIENCED IT, BUT I STILL FEEL LIKE IT WENT TOO FAST AND B/C OF THAT I MISSED IT, EVEN THO I KNOW I DIDN’T.
CRAZY.
OK, WELL, MOMMA LOVES YOU BABY ♥

I MISS YOU BEING SMALL. I MISS IT SO MUCH. YOUR TINY LITTLE HEAD, YOUR TINY LITTLE YAWNS, YOUR TINY LITTLE EYES OPENING UP FROM YOUR NAPS. THOSE TINY LITTLE CRIES. THOSE TINY LITTLE POOS (COMPARED TO THE WHOPPERS YOU THROW OUT NOW, LOL). DON’T GET ME WRONG. I ADORE YOU AND LOVE YOU AND IT GETS BETTER EVERY SINGLE DAY B/C YOU’RE HERE AND YOU’RE PERFECT… BUT YOU AREN’T TINY ANYMORE. I CAN’T HOLD YOU WHENEVER I WANT TO. YOU SQUIRM B/C YOU WANT DOWN, YOU WANT TO WALK, YOU WANT TO RUN, YOU WANT TO PLAY. YOU AREN’T AS HELPLESS AS YOU WERE WHEN YOU WERE BORN. YOU ARE THE MOST AMAZING PERSON EVER, AND I LOVE YOU MORE AND MORE WITH EVERY PASSING SECOND, AND I LOVE TO SEE YOU GROW, AND I LOVE TO SEE YOU LEARN, AND I LOVE HOW THINGS AMAZE YOU. BUT I’LL ALWAYS MISS THAT SMALL, LITTLE BABY THAT YOU WERE WHEN YOU WERE BORN.

ALSO, WILL YOU PLEASE STOP SAYING, “SHUT UP”? IT’S GETTING REALLY OLD. YOUR DADDY AND I HAVE TRIED IGNORING IT, TELLING YOU NOT TO SAY IT, POPPING YOUR HAND AND TELLING YOU NOT TO SAY IT, PUTTING YOU IN TIME OUT AND TELLING YOU NOT TO SAY IT, I REALLY HAVE NO IDEA WHAT ELSE TO DO. SO, DO ME A FAVOR – STOP SAYING, “SHUT UP” :)

I LOVE YOU ANGEL BABY.
♥ MOMMA

THIS MORNING YOU GAVE ME A LITTLE PRESENT.
I WAS FIXING MY HAIR FOR WORK, YOU CAME INTO THE BATHROOM TO BE NEAR ME (WHICH I LOVE), AND PROCEEDED TO SQUAT AND TAKE A DUMP (YOUR LITTLE GRUNTS ARE PRECIOUS). I FINISHED FIXING MY HAIR AND GOT DRESSED. YOUR DADDY WALKED BY THE BATHROOM, STOPPED AND SAID, “WHAT THE HECK?!” – HE HAD TAKEN YOUR DIAPER OFF TO HAVE NEKKID BUTT TIME, AND I DIDN’T KNOW IT – SO WHILE YOU WERE CRAPPING, YOU WERE ACTUALLY CRAPPING ON THE FLOOR. THERE WAS A CUTE LITTLE LOLA TURD RIGHT THERE NEXT TO WHERE I’D BEEN STANDING WHILE DOING MY HAIR. AND OF COURSE, YOU’D IMMEDIATELY GONE TO PLAY ON YOUR ROCKING HORSE – SO THERE’S DOODOO ALL OVER IT TOO. IT’S EASY TO CLEAN, NO BIG DEAL AT ALL – BUT IT’S ONE OF THOSE CUTE LITTLE STORIES I’LL HAVE IN MY BACK POCKET IF I WANT TO EMBARRASS YOU WHEN YOU’RE A TEENAGER, HAHA!
YOU’RE GETTING SO BIG. I LOVE IT AND I HATE IT. I LOVE IT B/C YOU’VE GOT THIS GREAT PERSONALITY AND YOU’RE TALKING MORE AND WALKING AND YOU LOVE ME AND YOUR DADDY AND IT’S SO WONDERFUL. I HATE IT B/C YOU’RE GROWING UP. IT MEANS THAT EVENTUALLY, YOU WON’T BE A BABY ANYMORE. YOU’LL ALWAYS BE MY BABY, BUT YOU WON’T BE A BABY.

THINGS YOU LOVE:
YOU LOVE LADY GAGA. YOU DANCE TO HER MUSIC AND TRY TO SING ALONG.
YOU LOVE TO COLOR. WE GOT YOU BATHTUB CRAYONS, WHICH WIPE OFF WITH WATER, SO YOU CAN DRAW ALL OVER THE TUB AND TILE.
YOU LOVE TO THROW BALLS, SO WE GOT YOU SOME SOFT, FOAM BALLS THAT YOU THROW AND GIGGLE AT WHEN THEY BOUNCE.
YOU LOVE SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS. YOU HAVE A LARGE STUFFED SPONGEBOB THAT I HAVE TO HOLD WHILE I HOLD YOU FOR NITE NITE.
YOU LOVE THE DOGS, BUT MORESO MAYA. YOU KISS HER AND PAT HER ON THE HEAD.
YOU LOVE YOUR NANA. YOU RUN TO HER EVERY MORNING WHEN I DROP YOU OFF WITH HER BEFORE WORK.
YOU LOVE YOUR DADDY. YOU SQUEAL WHEN HE COMES HOME AND RUN FOR HUGS.
YOU LOVE ME. YOU COME LOOKING FOR ME EVERY MORNING IF I’M NOT IN BED WHEN YOU WAKE UP, BANGING ON THE BATHROOM DOOR, YELLING, “MAMA MAMA MAMA” UNTIL I LET YOU IN SO YOU CAN HUG ME EVEN THO I’M IN THE SHOWER AND GETTING YOU WET.

THINGS I LOVE:
YOU. MORE THAN ANYTHING.

I STILL THANK GOD FOR YOU EVERY DAY. YOU ARE STILL THE MOST AMAZING PERSON, THE MOST AMAZING CREATURE, THE MOST AMAZING HUMAN THAT EVER WAS AND EVER WILL BE.