You love back rubs and tickles. You still tuck your arms in when we hold you. Every morning it's a gamble of whether you will whine for cereal, or snuggle in bed with Dad and I to cuddle. One morning, I got up before Daddy and you snuck in to lay down, and by the time Daddy woke up he was confused to see a blonde in my place. Your hair is getting darker, but you still have your beautiful blonde baby hair. I love you're sweet smile and goofy grins where you raise your eye brows as high as they will go. You like to play ring around the rosie, and sing ABCs, Wheels on the bus (in the shower), and I'm a Child of God. Sometimes when I do my make up, you come in and take the sparkly purple eye shadow and a brush to put on your eyes. You don't like getting your hair brushed but will sometimes let me put it in a pony tail.
Your favorite color is pink and for your Golden Birthday this year, we had gold, yellow and pink decorations. You fell asleep right before people started showing up to your party, so we had to wake you up. You were so groggy and out of it, but eventually woke up to enjoy yourself.
You speak so well and have such cute things to say. Some of my favorite things you say are
"actualleeeee"
"mmm but,..." sometimes instead of "because" when you are trying to be persuasive.
"Fwaf fwite" for Flashlight
"basketball poop" in stead of hoop
"clesadia" for quesadilla
"Balia" for Malia
"hosible" for hospital
"my tummyful hurts" when you say this, it's ether you are full or hungry I think, It's still not clear
As you were going to bed tonight, You asked me to come down stairs with you in an impromptu song. It was so sweet and cute as you held my hand to go down stairs. You talked about how small Evie's hand is, and how small your hand is compared to my big hand, as you wore your blue "pak pak" full of plastic coins and necklace treasures.
Sometimes when we are just getting home from a long drive, you pretend you are asleep as we pull into the driveway and it becomes a game to see how long it will take for you to break into a smile before getting unbuckled. Doesn't usually take long.
You are potty trained mostly, except at nights. You have a much bigger vocabulary than Brody did at this age. You love playing with an old flip phone and annoyingly, always leave it in the kitchen. You have the sensitivity to see when something isn't right or when someone is sad or mad. You have a gift in reading people's faces, and see whats not said. When you are happy, you help others be happy too. You also like to do things if it's your idea, and will adopt an idea as your own, even if it was contrary to your initial thought.
A couple weeks after your birthday, your finger got slammed in the closet door. The doctors notes said it was "a near amputation" of your left middle finger. Our first trip to the hospital in our family, not bad I say. We were in the ER for four hours, where they gave you a relaxing drug up your nose with a syringe. Which you hated. It was supposed to give you an amnesia effect, but I'm pretty sure it didn't. Then they came back to give you numbing shots in your finger. You really hated that. Once that took effect, they gave you six stitches and took an x-ray to find your bone had a small fracture. You didn't care for getting wrapped up with a splint, but that technician was really nice and very good at his job. Still in the healing process, but all looks well.
I have noticed lately how much you have been organizing things, lining them up just so. It'll be fun to see where that takes you.
You are so fun and entertaining. We love you to pieces.
Love,
Mommy and Daddy
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