Yesterday morning I woke up and you were asleep next to me in bed. You must have snuck in after your Dad left for work, which surprised me because flying under the radar is not one of your strongest points. You’re more of a fly over the radar on a unicorn pooping fireworks and princess glitter exploding from your magic wand screaming “YOLO!” kind of girl. Just ask anyone who sits next to us at church. I took a moment to watch you sleep, and it was such a juxtaposition from your normal run until you collapse self that I couldn’t take my eyes off you. I wondered what you were dreaming about – probably winning a dance contest at your pre-school.
It has been amazing watching you embrace the role of older sister this year. I have never seen such a compassionate and generous 2-year-old. When you’re not biting people, you are so compassionate and generous. You won’t relax until everyone else is content, and seeing you take charge and tell me when Hadley needs something is both touching and hilarious.
I love watching you at the playground, and I’m envious of the ease with which you make friends. No matter age, gender, race or disability, you immediately open your heart and let people in to share your brilliant little soul. Please don’t ever lose that.
I hope that you will also never lose your sense of humor, and not remember the dozens of times you made me smile when I was about to lose my mind here.
As athletically talented you are (something I never thought I would say about any of my children, P.S.), you are the happiest when wearing a princess gown (a fancy way of saying pajamas), crown and magic wand. The minute we walk in the door you throw your clothes behind you as you run up the stairs to put one on. I’ve given up trying to change you back into regular clothes, and I’m sure the people at the DMV wonder what kind of Mom would bring a child in her pajamas.
I’ve always worried that you will fall into the middle child syndrome – lost somewhere between the exciting “firsts” of the eldest child and the cuteness of the youngest. But you have done a very good job at establishing a very distinct identity and ‘unforgettable’ is not in your vocabulary.
You are a ray of morning sunshine and you brighten everyone’s day.
Now just please stop pooping your pants.
In the words of your favorite song:
Hold on, to me as we go
As we roll down this unfamiliar road
And although this wave is stringing us along
Just know you’re not alone
Cause I’m going to make this place your home