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There are many days that I can’t wait until I walk in the door and you come running to me yelling, “Mommy”, and either hug my leg or lift those little arms so I can pick you up. I’m a realist and I know those days will soon end. I know that someday you will be involved with something when I walk in and you won’t even notice I’m home until I bother you. So for now, I am just going to get all the enjoyment I want out it.
When your sister called you a baby the other night, you finally told her, “I’m a big girl.” I was so happy because you need to let your sister know that you are no longer a little baby without a say in things. At the same time, I was sadden because it is an end to you being a baby.
Three is going to be such an adventure for you. No more diapers. Okay, I plan on having a party when I buy the last pack of diapers. Personally, I’m tired of changing diapers.
You will get to experience the school system. It is rather fun. You will meet all kinds of kids and get to play with them. Your mom won’t be present to look over your shoulder and make sure you are being “Nice”. A world that you couldn’t imagine at home will open up to you. First there are colors, shapes, and animals, then comes letters, words, and novels. So much to learn in one lifetime.
I know right now, you think you can do things for yourself. In the coming year, you will have more of a sense of being able to do things. You will want to do everything yourself. Everything your big sister does you will think you can do. You will try to assert your independence whenever possible. When you can’t do something by yourself, or aren’t permitted to do something because you are still too little, don’t worry. We, your family, will be there to help you or to let you know that someday you will be big enough.
Keep laughing, my baby. I hope those eyes twinkle with the potential of mischief all your life. Don’t let you mischievous nature become vengeful. Your sense of humor and adventure will take you far. And just remember no matter how far away you go I will be waiting to run to the door and give you a hug when you return.
Love,
August 1, 2001 |
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