Another month has passed us by and yet another letter to write to you. I hope that you will treasure these as much as I enjoy writing them to you. I love looking back on our month's together- the milestones we have acheived, the days out we have been on, and the fun we have had.
I cannot believe my little girl will be three in less than two months now. Three seems big. A slightly awkward age. Not really a toddler, yet not completely transformed into a little girl. A transitional age perhaps?
The other weekend we were in town with Daddy and you were running up and down some steps and laughing so hard. That beautiful little giggle, mixed with panting as you got more and more out of breath. Behind you were some boys, no older than probably around thirteen, and they were smoking. I looked from them, to you, my beautiful innocent little girl who doesn't have a care in the world, and it almost made me want to cry.
You are growing up. With each day that passes you grow that little bit taller, learn something new, or amaze us with the way your brain works. We are so proud of you. You are 100% pure and innocence. I often say to Daddy, or Grandma, how wonderful it is to watch your take on the world. The way that everything is magical. It makes me feel so sad to think that it won't always be this way.
The other day the food shop arrived. As the man brought the bags into the house, he put them down on the floor. You were looking through the bags, and asked me if you could help me unpack them. I said yes of course, and you unpacked each item, chatting excitedly about what it was. You were running around the house getting hyper when you saw your cereal, or the juice, or 'Daddy's ghetti'. Such a simple, mundane act but to you it was so much fun.
Or the way you find something really random about the house, like a champagne cork or a conker. Your little face lights up and you say 'Wow this is treasure for me. Can I put it under my pillow Mummy?' You make us laugh with your little funny ways, and the things you do.
And the way you are with ears. The way you want to stroke peoples ears when you are tired. You do it to Mummy, Daddy and Baby LL all the time but occasionally you will try to do it to others. The other day we were out and you were trying to stroke your friend Olivers ear. Of course he didn't understand what you were trying to do, and kept pulling away, and you just kept sucking your fingers and trying to play with them. When that didn't work you tried his Mummy's! It is adorable, so innocent and such a sweet trait. You will lose it one day. I know that. I know that month by month you will lose a little more of your innocence. It is part and parcel of growing up. But it makes me so sad.
You are so affectionate and constantly cuddle us and wrap your arms around my neck. You tell me I am your best friend or you say 'I love my Baby so much, she is my best friend.' At bed time I am usually feeding LL when it is time for you to go into your room each night. You give LL a kiss and then we have a routine where we have a delicious kiss 'like in the films.' You lean in and give me a big smooch and then I always ask for another one. It's our little thing, and I love it. I love smelling your hair and snuggling up to you.
This month has been wonderful as always. You of course can be a monkey, and not listen to me or cry when you don't get your own way, but overall you are a really good girl. You don't really have tantrums anymore, generally you just sulk but you soon get over it. However we have been having some really hard times with you at dinner time. You just won't eat anything. You have always been a fuss pot but the last month has hit an all time low. Even the few meals you used to eat, you now don't really like.
There is literally about three meals you will eat, Thomas the Tank Engine Spaghetti, lasagne and stuffed pasta. And you will pick at pizza. Hardly the most nutritious things ever. You used to eat Fish Pie, and risotto but now you will kick up a fuss over those now too. Meal times can be a real struggle, we clash and I just despair with you. Luckily you will generally now try things, even if it is just a bite, but if you don't want it you will cry and cry. We don't know the best approach with you, but generally every meal time involves a 'time out'. Perhaps we should just let you get down from the table and not bother, but you won't even try it if we let you do this. So instead we have a sobbing fit, an occasional time out and eventually you will try a bite. And that is usually it. I find it so hard to know what to do with you, and I just pray you will grow out of this phase.
Bar our meal time struggles, you are a delight. You are kind, you are wonderful still to your sister, and you brighten up my days. You are fun to be around, and you still nap in the afternoons. You make me smile constantly and I adore spending my time with you. We really are best friends.
A while ago Mummy decided she would ask you some questions. Just to see what you would say. So we can look back on them when you are older and smile. The answers really made me chuckle.
Until next month my beautiful little lady,
Mummy loves you more than anything in the world.
But as always you already knew that.