Growth & Appearance:
There are days lately I see
teenage you. Baby you has gone. You are almost too pretty, not a day goes by a
stranger tells me/us how beautiful our daughter is. I don't care about the girl
comments, I think people cannot see past your long hair. But then again your
face is pretty.
Eating:
You like to eat things your
way. Cereal with your fingers and a straw. Okay, why not if you will eat. Same
if you help me cook, then you are more than happy to eat it.
Talking:
Oh, my! For someone who did
not talk for ages, now you do not shut up. Oh, and you mimic almost everything
your Dad says, even down to his tone. I got told "yes dear"
sarcastically when I asked you to go for your nap.
Sleeping:
You fight me going to sleep.
But then we lay down together you ask for my tummy (you like to pat my tummy
and play with my moles) and within minutes you are asleep. You still co-sleep
and I don't care. I love having you near. Your little hand reaches out to pat
me during the night and I think it is me, that gets more comfort from having
you close, than you do.
Development:
Each and every day you are
different. Your development is incredible. Watching you grasp new concepts and
master them. I almost forget what you were like last month, because you have
changed so much since then. This quote comes to mind with you.
“I can't go back to yesterday
because I was a different person then.”
― Lewis Carroll,Alice
in Wonderland
― Lewis Carroll,
Favourites:
You love being outside,
whether it is digging in the garden and planting seeds. Or digging in the sand
at the beach. If you have your cranky pants on, I just have to take you
outside.
Inside it is hiding, reading,
or dancing naked. hmm yes you have your own version of naked twerking. Without
ever spotting twerking your dance style is indeed original. You also like to
play catch. You jump off the tallest thing, such as a bookcase and make your
Dad catch you.
Oh and your other favourite
thing is going on a "meeting". Which is your code for lets go to a
cafe, and order a milkshake.
How I am thinking/Feeling:
I think the photo of the
contents of my pocket explains how I am feeling. You collect and add to my
pocket as the day goes by. Rather than weighing me down it adds to me, to who I am as a person. You teach me to be present in the moment. To stop
and look at the world through fresh eyes. It may just be a rock, but to you
the colours the textures, all make it special. You also teach me kindness. You make
me want to be nicer to myself and to others in the world.
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