Hey not-quite-a-baby Baby Girl.
You, my dear one, amaze me every day. Where has the time gone? Almost 16 months have passed since we held you in our arms for the first time and almost TWO YEARS since we learned you were joining our family.
You somehow possess most of your daddy's good traits and a couple of mine, as well as a few not so good traits (Stubbornness. Hello?). You've taken over our house with your smiles, your laughter, your chaos, your kisses and your toys, and I wouldn't have it any other way! You are saying more understandable words and phrases every day. You walk as slow as a turtle, unless I'm trying to grab you and then, boy, can you run!
Strange little one, you don't seem to like most convenience foods to the misfortune of your mother who cannot cook. I've recently discovered you like spaghetti-O's (Annies brand) though. You also like fish, both the kind that swims in the ocean and the kind made out of cheese. One day, you were given a choice between mac and cheese and jambalaya and you chose the spicy jambalaya. Perhaps you take after me more than I realize!
I could go on and on about your fabulousness because, girlfriend, you are. You are wonderful. You are fabulous. You are smart. You are beautiful.
And I am so lucky you call ME(!) 'Maa-maaa'.
I love you, bunny. I sure do.