I am so proud of you. My little girl has turned into a beautiful smart toddler. Watching you grow up has been an honor, I look at you and wonder how I got so lucky as to be chosen to witness the girl that is you.
You chase Sammy around the house and pet him, calling out "Deedee" -so lovingly.
Whenever you spy the refrigerator door open you run- I see your eyes spot the pickle jar- you hold it up asking with -only your eyes- for one slice, Mommy never has said no.
You skip to Daddy's clock radio and know immediately which button, turns on the tunes. You press the big circle with your tiny little hands and shake your bum to the rhythm of the 90's.
Your favorite words are Bah-Dee... mommy and daddy have no idea what that means. But we say it back with a simpatico in our voices.
Last night, and the night before... you slept in your crib for the whole night. I can not believe what an independent girl you are. There will be no counting of chickens, that is a lesson I will teach you, but I need you to know that I love you to the moon and back my dear child.
Ba-Dee Bak Choy.
Love,
Your Mom
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