Dear Mercedes,
Some days (okay, most days) I just look at you in amazement and wonder how we got so lucky. We both feel truly blessed to have this beautiful, smart, funny, stubborn kid - that is all OURS. It's impossible to describe, but it's like I just can't get enough of you (unless of course you are whining or having a tantrum or waking up at 5 am!).
You father and I not only love you, but we are madly and deeply IN love with you. My heart just bursts sometimes when I see you and your little body do something funny like put on my shoes and walk away saying "bye-bye!". You are back to being obsessed with books and want me to read them to you all the time, which of course thrills me! You have well over 50 words now - I can't even keep track of them all anymore. It seems like every day you come up with something new - most recently being please (peas), thank you (dank you), jacket (jacka) and outside (side).
I love it all, and I love you!
Love,
Mommy
