Four

For the past year, I’ve been walking around with a lock of hair from your first haircut in my purse because I don’t know what else to do with it.

I still haven’t made your baby book.

The most recent photos of you on the wall are from your first birthday.  And last week, you were 4 years old.

I may not be very good at preserving memories, but I like to think I am damn good at making them.

Blanket forts, nature walks, and movie nights with pop-pop popcorn.  Play-doh and finger paint.  Snuggles and stories at bedtime every night.

And hopefully these things will flood your memories 30 years from now.  Along with all the hugs, kisses, I love yous and affirmations that you are smart, strong, and beautiful, capable of achieving anything.

I am so proud of the little girl you are becoming and very much look forward to the woman you will someday be.

I love you, sweet girl.  Happy (belated) birthday.

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