Dear Lorelai,
I just can't keep up with you. You are becoming your own little person, and I love it. You crawl EVERYWHERE and we are just getting accustomed to it. For example like when you almost fell down the stairs twice in a row, because I forgot that was a thing you had to start watching at this stage (and then immediately forgot, and found you over there again about 2 minutes later).
You do the cheesiest smile right now...and it is absolutely hilarious. You do it at everything...and sometimes nothing.
You are so stubborn. And that scares me and makes me proud that you're my daughter, all at the same time. You are incredibly happy, except you just recently started developing the "stranger danger" instinct. It especially bothers you if a stranger walks into our front door, its as if you think that person is here to take you away from us.
Food is still your favorite. You could eat puffs and cheerios all day long. If you're upset, dad turns on Mowana music and you immediately perk up and listen to your favorite soundtrack. I made the mistake of singing "Big Girl" by Mika to you as an infant (due to your truly amazing thunder thighs), and now that is your most favorite song. I sing it to you at the start of any photo I take of you to get the most amazing smile.
I just can't keep up with you. You are becoming your own little person, and I love it. You crawl EVERYWHERE and we are just getting accustomed to it. For example like when you almost fell down the stairs twice in a row, because I forgot that was a thing you had to start watching at this stage (and then immediately forgot, and found you over there again about 2 minutes later).You do the cheesiest smile right now...and it is absolutely hilarious. You do it at everything...and sometimes nothing.
You are so stubborn. And that scares me and makes me proud that you're my daughter, all at the same time. You are incredibly happy, except you just recently started developing the "stranger danger" instinct. It especially bothers you if a stranger walks into our front door, its as if you think that person is here to take you away from us.
Food is still your favorite. You could eat puffs and cheerios all day long. If you're upset, dad turns on Mowana music and you immediately perk up and listen to your favorite soundtrack. I made the mistake of singing "Big Girl" by Mika to you as an infant (due to your truly amazing thunder thighs), and now that is your most favorite song. I sing it to you at the start of any photo I take of you to get the most amazing smile.


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