dear daughter,

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a letter to my child.
that i will actually read to her.
not just write to her.
a letter that i will read aloud in order for her to know how much i love her and how sorry i am when i'm terribly mean and impatient.

 dear daughter,

 i love you. i think you are wonderful. i'm so happy you came to daddy and me - what a gift we have in you!

 i love your smile.
it's so big and happy! when i see it, it makes me happy too!

 i love your gorgeous red hair.
it suits you and it's fun to stand out!

 i love your eyes and your glasses.
your eyes can look at my so deeply and i wonder where you've been before.
your eyes sometimes show me sadness and sometimes share tears and that's okay too.
i can tell when you are thinking really hard when i look at your beautiful eyes.

 i love your brain.
it's so strong, analytical, curious and creative.
every day you amaze me with your questions and your want to understand.

 i love your movement.
we are all so different and i love how you express yourself with dancing to music.
you are my favorite twirler!

 i love your genuine desire.

 i love your ears.
i love when they listen and tune in to directions.

 i love your nose.
it can be so specific. you can smell something from a mile away.
you can smell my swallowed chocolate - now that's amazing!

 i love the way you talk to your sister.
you are a care-giver and she adores you.
she loves you so much and always wants to watch you and laugh at you!
how lucky is she to have you as an older sister!!?

 i love your laughter.
there is nothing better than your giggles.
whether you are telling a joke, laughing about poop, or   being tickled. your laughter is like music to my ears.

 i love your i love you's.
they are heartfelt.
you say them responding to mine or out of the blue or if you think i'm mad at you.
know that i love you too, all the time, even if i'm mad or sad or frustrated. i still love you.

 i love your excitement.
hearing you talk about something you are interested in is superb!
you have the sweetest, most excited "okay!!!!" reply when you like someone's idea of what to do together.

 i love that you understand that nothing's perfect even if we have to remind you.
i'm not perfect either. sometimes i want to be and try to be, but nothing is perfect.
i mess up sometimes and i yell and i lose my temper and i say mean things. i'm sorry.

 just know, there's nothing wrong with you.
don't let me ever tell you that.
and if i do or if i ask - know that i am in the wrong.
"you are you-er than you
and that's true-er than true"
i'm proud of you.
i'm lucky to be your mommy.
i'm lucky to have you as my dear, daughter.


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