You'll have to excuse me. I'm really overcome right now with my beautiful daughter. If you don't care for mush, you can skip it.
Taylor,
I just spent the past 20 minutes rubbing your back and putting you to sleep. You were scared because you aren't used to sleeping in your room alone. We spent tonight watching movies and eating treats because your big sister went to a slumber party, and your daddy is gone to church with the big kids.
I don't know how I can't appreciate minute of every day how how amazing you are. Of all of the girls, you are definitely the one who can push my buttons and make me frazzled. You spend a lot of time trying to be independent even when you're not ready. You're strong willed, spirited, moody, and sometimes your dad and I give each other a knowing look when you come down that hall in the morning. You know, when you already walk with the gait of someone who just got pushed out of bed. It's all part of the fire I can see building in you, you are going to be someone who will not be told they aren't good enough for something. You won't take no for an answer when you dream big. You'll be the first in line to do something brave, new, and step out of your comfort zone. I know that these years are trying for me sometimes with you, but having this little secret tucked away within me will help me to be patient in my discipling, and I hope I never douse that spark I see.
Gosh, but how you love us too. You're the first one to come snuggle. You lay there in my arms and ask me questions that I've never even thought to ask myself. You're the first one to pray for someone who needs it. At three years old, you have the most unshakeable compassion for those around you. You pick up your baby sister when she falls (even though she probably weighs more than you do). You make sure that you tell me you love me at least 10 times a day. And when we open the door to leave in the morning you say "what a beautiful sunshiny day". Now that is a great way to start a day.
You are all of my wildest ambitions, greatest frustrations, moments of pure joy, and purpose for life rolled up into one skinny, blonde, roaring, storm. You make me proud and excited to see what you've got in store for life. I love you so much!
Mommy
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2 comments:
such a sweet story! i love those little moments as mamas that make you realize how amazing our kids are.
Dang..you really care for that girl. I can see some of my 2nd daughter in your description of her. I have a 6 year old and a 3 year old girl...and we're expecting our 3rd child later this month. Life is fun, huh?
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