I can't believe you are 4. With the same free spirit of the little 1.5 year old who never stopped climbing and running and exploring. I regularly think "Wow. This girl is going to be the coolest adult. Mom. Grandma. Friend. Aunt. Cousin." You wear your heart on your sleeve. You are not a mean girl. You love having fun. You are not shy. You disarm people with your questions and stories and openness.
Your ability to focus is amazing. I love watching you concentrate. You love to lose to yourself in a book. Or a good show. I still laugh when I remember our drive to FL- how you sat in the way back with a snack in your lap and your movie all set up next to you, snuggled in a blanket and silently content for like 5 hours. You are my kinda gal.
Your ability to focus is amazing. I love watching you concentrate. You love to lose to yourself in a book. Or a good show. I still laugh when I remember our drive to FL- how you sat in the way back with a snack in your lap and your movie all set up next to you, snuggled in a blanket and silently content for like 5 hours. You are my kinda gal.
But you also aren't afraid to throw it down- start screaming and crying when things don't go your way. But this happens WAY less frequently than it used to.
You mastered swimming lessons this summer - you went from just wanting to hang out on lounge chairs and snacking to swimming like a little fish. Nobody looks cuter in their goggles than you. You just bop around the pool, in your own little world. Coolest kid on the block.
Hillary Lennox Higgins, you are the woman of my dreams.
I love you.
Mommy




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