Dear Amelia,
In these pictures, you are wearing a dress given to us by dear friends who traveled to Guatemala. For nearly two years, it hung on our wall and I wondered when it might fit you. And here it is, reminding me of the people who hold you dear, and the places you will travel in your lifetime. We celebrated your birthday on the tail end of our trip, flying back to Chicago just hours before you would need your own airplane seat. We will celebrate you more in the days to come, but right now I am thinking about your first two trips around the sun.
I can say that you love to follow your sister’s feet, because you’re already wearing the shows she wore last fall. But you certainly show a mind of your own. Much of life is a game right now, as it should be. You like to flirt and be feisty, coming up with new phrases and funny jokes frequently. When you try something sneaky, you follow up by saying “I jokin!” (Which sounds scarily like “I chokin!”) But you win us with your smile, sweet kisses, and singsong voice. You LOVE horses, dogs, and most animals. You sometimes eat a surprising amount of food and other days you only nibble. Soon you’ll want to ride a bike too, but for now, I am happy to have you right next to me.
Happy Birthday to my dear two year old.
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Confession/Apology: A number of posts could not be published while we were away. So I saved them as drafts to publish from home. Forgive the discrepancy, but for my own record, I’ll be leaving the date as the original.
