Of COURSE we think you are the cutest, sweetest, bestest baby there ever was. So we’ll just skip over that part.
Once every couple of days, we’ll make you laugh and then your Dad and I repeat whatever encouraged the laughter approximately four million times while you look at us with increasing disdain. “Who are these people?” I can almost hear you thinking. Sorry to tell you, you’re stuck with us.
You love books and even when you’re getting a bit fussy, you’ll lay quietly on the floor and let me read you three or four books without complaint. I am now going crazy checking out board and picture books from the library. Thank heavens your presence in our family extended my checkout limit to 45 books at a time. Otherwise, you’d be forced to live like those children in the olden days and have only a single solitary book throughout your childhood (and it would probably be from your Grancie).
You love the bathtub, kicking your legs and looking very intent as if churning a small whale-tub full of water was your full-time job, but what you really love love love is the bath mat on the floor. I left you lying there yesterday for a moment when I went into the bedroom and when I came back you weren’t trying to lick your fingers or stare at your hands like you often do when you are on your own. Instead, you had your hands palm-down on the rug and were stroking it. Oh, how I laughed.
I assume that most parents hope their child will inherit the best qualities of each parent, and you really hit the jackpot, little girl. Both your dad and I occasionally drool in our sleep, and you are the lucky recipient of that gene in abundance. You are so welcome.
Before you were born, I really felt like I had no preference whether I had a boy or a girl. But now, I can’t imagine having wanted anything but a girl, anyone but you. I find myself saying to you the same thing my dad used to say to me, from one of our family-favorite movies, “I wouldn’t trade you for a dozen boys.”
This is so sweet. And makes me want to die with anticipation for having our own baby. Because, eeeee. I already wouldn't trade Piglet for a dozen girls. Even though Ella is awfully cute.
See is adorable. Love her sweet smile.
She is definitely SO cute. Also, I'm such a slacker and have been doing oh, about ten projects at once, so I have yet to mail those clothes out. But I promise I will!!
What a cutie! She sounds adorable. I want to meet her in person… :0)
Katie Rich says
She is so beautiful!
Oh my goodness is she adorable! Love hearing what a blast you're having.
I feel the same way, I wouldn't trade my girl for a boy, even tho I have boys. It's like a boy wouldn't have filled the spot she does quite so well. Ella is adorable.
love this picture!
Just so you know, you're doing the mommy blogging thing VERY well. You have been your same, entertaining and darling self even though your life has changed a whole bunch. The only difference I have noticed is that way cute little baby who pops up on here from time to time (LOVE this picture. LOVE IT. Such a knowing little smile.)
She is so adorable!! Love that little grin!
Oh, I love that little smile.
Now I REALLY need to get around to posting a 6 month post on my blog. SLACKER.
amber waves of grain says
This is so cute! We tell our son the same thing; "You're stuck with us." 🙂
Oh she is just darling. What a sweet smile, that girl. This is such a great letter from mom to baby–I especially liked the parts about the bath rug and drooling. 🙂
oh my, she is just so precious.
Amy Sorensen says
Squeeeeeeee! She is beautiful!
What a beauty!! She is so darling I just might have to haul all four of my children down there this spring or summer so we can hang out with all of you!!
Look at the smile. (I heart Anne of Green Gables. Ah, Matthew!)
Peaceful Reader says
What a beautiful note. My dad used to say "you are my favorite daughter" to which I would respond "I am your only daughter…" and he would say back "yes, but I would choose you all over again!" It always made me crinkle-smile with moist eyes. Thank you for sharing how wonderful she is.
Anne of Green Gables, you just almost made me cry.