Dear Dahlia,
I love the way you…
- Ribbit like a frog every time we pass a Geico billboard
- Give hugs and kisses
- Shrug
- Run across the apartment, yelling “Blueberry!” in Dahlia language whenever I open the freezer
- Like trucks and trains
- Read books to yourself
- Dance
- Adore your Da-Da
- Are comfortable spending time alone with other people
- Bring me pieces of “yucky” (lint, paper, etc.) that you find so we can throw them out together
- Eat my chapstick
- Roll around on the floor, squealing and screaming with one of your large stuffed animals
- Carefully hand me any food that does not belong on your tray, since you are not planning on eating it!
- Imitate us when we blow on your food to cool it
- Put your books or stuffed animals “night-night” by gently stroking or patting them
- Make that adorable sign for squirrel
- Sleep through the night
- Are so brave at the playground
- Tell me when you have finished going potty in your diaper
- Say “boom!” when you fall
- Call any child under 15 yrs. old a “bebe”
- Are eager to help me
- Model for me a much needed, refreshingly innocent view of the world
I love all of these things, and more, but most of all, I just love YOU!
Your Mama