The long cold winter months haven't seemed so long at all! A lot of that is because of your enthusiasm for almost anything I can dream up for you to do. Sometimes I wonder where you learned such accommodating language. For example, “Would you like to stir the batter, Abby?” “No, thank you Mama, my arms are tired. I'll just stand and watch.” Or “How would you like to play with Play-doh for a little while?” “Oh, thank you Mama!You're so nicey-nice!”
Not to say you're perfect by any means – you're a pouter sometimes and we have an almost weekly clash when it's time to put away your clean laundry! It seems that is your primary battleground – you apparently just hate the job!
You and Isaac have been doing swimming lessons twice a week. I've been very impressed with how willing you are to jump in, put your face under and do everything the teacher requires. You tell me you don't like it, but you always go in and come out with a smile. I've also begun working with you on “reading” (actually letter recognition) regularly since you were requesting it so often. You can't bear to have Isaac too far ahead of you!
We have such fun together doing “preschool” each day! We've painted on foil, learned about different music styles, predicted whether various household powders would dissolve in water, and counted to 100. You even love doing workbooks!
Daddy often comments how much like me you are – a girly girl. You love dancing and dollies and like me you can't stand loud music. (You'll cover your ears and say “Please quiet down!) You've always got a story to tell, a costume on and a new name for yourself. It's truly precious.
We haven't done much “exciting” over the past month. Thankfully it doesn't take much to make you happy. All I have to do is take you to the thrift store, call it “girl time” and buy you a 25-cent purse and you're thrilled! We did have the Jacobs family over for dinner one night. You had such fun with their six-year-old Emma that you sobbed and sobbed when they left: “I just need a girl in our family!” When we're out and about you're always asking to buy pink baby booties or little dresses for “my baby sister”. I remind you that you don't have one and you insist that God needs to give you one! Ah, little Abby – I'd take a dozen of you!
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I love reading these journals!! What a precious little girl! She sounds so much like you, Amy! These journals that you do for them will be such precious keepsakes for them in later years! I really want to do more of this type of journaling on my blog, too--for them to have. You are such a good mommy!
Can you believe how fast time flies? I feel like it was just yesterday when we were sleeping over in my sponge painted room : ) I love you, dear friend.
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