Hi Banana Berry-
I wonder how long it will be before you stop letting me call you all these crazy names. I know right now, that you like it very much, and when you aren’t thrilled with a particular name on any given day, you stop me and say “No, I Hannah Banana”, or, “No, I Dora.” And I comply, because I love you and I am happy to do anything that makes you happy.
Making you happy isn’t such a big job though. You are difficult at times, because you always know what you want. And I am ok with that, unless what you want is to stay up until 11PM when you have to be up early in the morning. You need your sleep. I’m your mom, I have to say that. But generally, it doesn’t take a lot to keep you happy. Some Dora, some cantaloupe, a graham cracker here and there along with unlimited opportunities to play outside, and you are good.
You amaze me every single day, Han. I kind of thought that after already having 2 babies before you that I was done being amazed. And boy do you prove me wrong. The words, the songs, the comprehension and the desire to be just like your big brother and sister blow me away. I wish that I could behave with reckless abandon like you do, running full speed and diving belly first on to a swing, squealing with joy as you soar in the air. I hope you never lose this zest. It will serve you well in life.
So what have you accomplished this year? SO much. You had tubes put in your ears, and were finally healthy. You survived your first bout of the barfing flu. You finally, at the 20-months old, started sleeping through the night. Thanks for that, by the way. A lot. You mastered running, jumping, singing and dancing. You love to laugh and probably just as much, love to make people laugh. You grew enough hair where we finally got you a haircut last month. You moved in to a big girl bed, and you are potty trained. You have turned in to a big girl right before my eyes.
Happy birthday, my baby girl, and many many more.
I love you to the moon,