Dear Evelyn -
This year has flown by. It seems like just yesterday we were waiting impatiently for your arrival (again...you decided to come late) and now you are a year old. In typical second child fashion, you have grown up so quickly. You literally run everywhere, love to climb, and also love it when your sister takes you for rides in her Jeep. You used to love your Cozy Coupe...but right now even that is too slow for you. The slide is amazing to you - and you are a pretty good climber - but the BIG slide is where it's at. You squeal in excitement when you know you are about to go down! Don't worry...Mommy and Daddy hold your hand.
You love your sister, dogs, anything that looks like a dog, your blankie, pouches of food, sausage, chicken and fruit. You also found a new love for marshmallows, chips, and even pick out the good stuff from Lucky Charms. We've tried chocolate milk and regular milk...but you really prefer smoothies in your sippy cup. Everything else is thrown on the ground. Apparently you have a bit of a sweet tooth.
For your birthday - it was a BIG deal. We threw a banner party - and you loved every minute of it. Including the cake. There was so much to see - you really do love action. The best thing about you is that you can be a momma's girl - but you are also a daddy's girl, a grandma's girl, and right now, anyone that will read to you is your BFF.
You LOVE your sister. LOVE. It's so fun to see you two play together already - you are going to be best friends.
You are such an animated child at a young age. Your laughter fills a room and I find myself hugging and kissing and just loving on you way more than I did with your sister (sorry Grace).
Evie - I could talk forever about you. You are the first baby I have stayed home with the entire time and it's been hard letting go even a little bit for Mom's Morning Out (which you started a few weeks ago). You do great and love it...but for me it's still lonely. I get so scared riding in a quiet car - I'm not used to it.
Know that you are SO loved little girl.
Love,
Your Mommy
Saturday, October 31, 2015
And Grace is FOUR
Dear Grace -
How do I even sum up a year - let alone you? I can't believe you are four. FOUR. It seems like just yesterday you and I were playing on the playground on the first day after I quit work. I remember wondering if I had made the right decision - and now knowing that you and I have such a tight bond (more than we had when I was working...I was a mess) - I know I made the right decision. You often tell me that we are going to be best friends - and I really hope this is true. I'd love to be your best friend Grace. Why - because you really are a caring, gentle, loving little girl.
I say little girl and it hurts....just because you aren't a baby anymore. I don't know how I'm going to do continue to watch you learn and grown and not still remember holding you that first time. Remembering the special moment's we've held. How much I love carrying you in my arms, cuddling with you during nap, and your giggling as you get ready for bed. Seeing you with your sister...my love continues to deepen and grow. You are an amazing sister - and for the most part are gentle and patient with your sister. You usually share your toys - but not always...who could blame you. You can't wait to share your bedroom with Evie (and honestly - we can't wait either).
You are not a fan of bedtime lately. We have to watch you fall asleep - and you always end up in a sleeping bag on our floor at some point in the night. For some reason, you are scared. When I asked your school about it - they said that it's often kids with the biggest imagination. And you do have a big one.
We love you very much Grace.
How do I even sum up a year - let alone you? I can't believe you are four. FOUR. It seems like just yesterday you and I were playing on the playground on the first day after I quit work. I remember wondering if I had made the right decision - and now knowing that you and I have such a tight bond (more than we had when I was working...I was a mess) - I know I made the right decision. You often tell me that we are going to be best friends - and I really hope this is true. I'd love to be your best friend Grace. Why - because you really are a caring, gentle, loving little girl.
I say little girl and it hurts....just because you aren't a baby anymore. I don't know how I'm going to do continue to watch you learn and grown and not still remember holding you that first time. Remembering the special moment's we've held. How much I love carrying you in my arms, cuddling with you during nap, and your giggling as you get ready for bed. Seeing you with your sister...my love continues to deepen and grow. You are an amazing sister - and for the most part are gentle and patient with your sister. You usually share your toys - but not always...who could blame you. You can't wait to share your bedroom with Evie (and honestly - we can't wait either).
You are not a fan of bedtime lately. We have to watch you fall asleep - and you always end up in a sleeping bag on our floor at some point in the night. For some reason, you are scared. When I asked your school about it - they said that it's often kids with the biggest imagination. And you do have a big one.
We love you very much Grace.
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