Sweet baby girl,
Another month has passed ... time does fly when we're having fun. I can't believe you'll soon be three. Just when I thought your diva days were over, you've been throwing tantrums like never before. Does it ever stop? I just miss my sweet little one, the one that cuddles and laughs and tickles and kisses mama awake like I'm Cinderella and you my little prince(ss). The holidays weren't really a hit with you. While you love getting presents, you don't like all the fuss and the crowds (not that I can blame you). You start to act up and this mama is the first in line to suffer from that. Not our best moments.
But even in those moments I'm just happy to be your mama. My hearts melts when you want to hold my hand for every little thing you want to do and plant little kisses on them to show me you love me. Oh, you love kisses, small, sweet ones and big, wet, mushy ones. And your cuddles, I get all warm inside each time your little hands and arms wrap around me to hold me and tell me you love me. I could never design a more beautiful necklace than your hugs. The best necklace any mama can wish for.
You're becoming quite the little artist, you love your crayons and markers and paint. A Picasso in the making. It's the one thing you would do all the time on anything and anyhwere and you make me so happy and proud when I see you being this little creative miss, just like I used to be and still am. You even inspire me to be creative again.
You're my inspiration in everything I do ...