You are my silly, sweet, precious, spunky girl. I love you, so much more than my words can ever say. And I C A N N O T believe you are about to be two years old. Two, wow; in a week (time slow down!). Right now you are with your Daddy going to Montgomery to spend time with Todd, Winnie, and La-Line before they move to Oklahoma City. I am sitting at home with a stinking cracked tooth of all things.
This year has been so much fun. You have grown so much. You can walk and talk and play. And you have such a huge personality, I mean enormous. You go all out, all the time. You love with your whole being. You love to make people smile. You make people feel important and special. When you walk in a room or others walk into the room you are in, you smile so big and give them a huge, "Hello Ladies!!! Morning!" or "Hey kids!". And I love that you're so social and sweet. I hope you keep that characteristic, it can take you far in life. You are a unique and special individual. Something you're saying right now that cracks me up is: me "Lucy, you are a nut!" you "No, I a peanut!".
Looking back at your 2nd year, the overarching story line is your happiness. You are so filled with joy. Not to say that you don't have your moments, we all do. But you are such a happy child. One of the church members calls you "Smiley Baby". Everyone sees and feels your joy and can't help but be joyful in your presence. And you have such an adventurous spirit. You love to go on trips. We've been to the Bham Zoo countless times, Gardens (here, there, and everywhere), the State Capitol, science centers, numerous carousel rides, " 'Gomery", Lawley, and so many other places. You love to go on trips.
You have also discovered "The Girls". You dearly love "The Girls". They are the Disney Princesses, all of them. But your favorite girls are Rapunzel, Anna, and Elsa. We watch either "Punzel" or "Hozen" at least 5 times a week. And when we go to the store you always want to "girl shop" or find more "girl shoes". I'll tell you this about the "girl shoes", I had to get rid of them. They were Anna and Elsa plastic flip flops that hurt your toes when you wore them. The day you got them, we were at Ross and you found them and immediately sat down, took off your shoes, and promptly put them on. You didn't even know who they were then; you had not watched the movie! You just saw them, declared them "Girls" and we haven't looked back since. :)
La, I love you. You are such a ray of sunshine. I am so thankful that God made you our daughter. You are the perfect mix of spunk, sass, sweetness, independence, kindness, love, and beauty. I can't wait to see what this year holds for us!
Love,
Mama
