It’s the day after Christmas and you are curled up in bed with Daddy watching the Simpsons. Yesterday morning you woke up and headed to the living room to find your presents from Santa. He got you a Radio Flyer tricycle and all kinds of stuff to help you take care of your babies. But your favorite present of all was the box of Sponge Bob band-aids. Yep, you spent half the day carefully taking care of all your boo boos. I counted 15 band aids on your body today.
It was our third Christmas with you. But everyday feels like Christmas since you have arrived. Because of you, mommy and daddy are walking clichés. Life is so much better with you in it.
You constantly tell me that you don’t want to look ‘pretty’, you want to look ‘cool’. Your cool clothes consist of your blue shirt with the horsie, your orange Halloween pumpkin shirt and your Wonder Woman shirt. And they all must be worn with your blue denim shorts with the pocket in fronts.
Daddy has introduced you to Curious George and you can’t get enough of him. Before George won your heart, you were all about Caillou.
Your new thing now is telling mommy, “I love you a little bit and I love daddy a lot”. But I especially like it when you say, “ Mommy sweet and Daddy gross”.
Your are little Miss Independent. You are constantly telling us “I do it myself.” Daddy loves to tell me in an exasperated tone that you have my personality. He is a little concerned but I am not! I want you to know I love your independence and strong will.
Also wanted to let you know now, I am going to be one of those moms that will majorly embarrass you by kissing and hugging you in public. I am also going to embarrass you even more every chance I get with baby pictures (some will be naked). I will call you constantly to get updates on your life. And, I am always going to buy you ‘pretty’ clothes.
But the one thing you will always know and never doubt… the aggravating, annoying person that you call mommy is your loudest cheerleader and loves you more than anything in this whole wide world.