My little princess peach, where has this past year gone? I get all teary eyed thinking about how fast my little baby has grown. You are learning how to toddle around right now, your a pro at crawling and soon you will no longer creep across the floor but run. I wish that I could just freeze these days and keep you my little precious baby forever. When I think of happiness i think of you:) You are saying “YAH” and you are quite the little copy cat, you love to copy breathing heavily and sometimes I can get you to say mamma, and dadda, those where officially your first two words. You love to be chased right now and be played with, you giggle as we chase you from room to room and you try your hardest to make us play. Your favorite book is Jamberry, you will sit perfect while we read it to you and both your dad and I have it pretty well memorized. Your little hair is coming in more and more but it is quite the little fuzz and sticks straight out:) You are just cutting your eigth teeth and you bite me while you nurse quite often. You still have yet to spend a night away from my bed, it almost makes me anxious not to have you near me when I sleep. You demand to be carried facing forward and you are quite the little tornado if we try to face you towards us. You love to empty out everything and anything from the wet ones, to the suitcase, to grandma’s drawers. You are so perfect. I never envisioned just how much I would love you, I can’t even quite explain how deeply in love I am with little perfect you. Your daddy is crazy about you, he calls you about eight times a day just to hear your voice. We put you on speaker and you smile and jabber just a bit every morning when you wake up. We are in Utah right now and Johnny G is missing us pretty bad. We read you Jamberry over the phone and he would tell you every other line from memory. You are his get away and his happiness. We have both said how complete you have made our family, and we never really knew happiness until we knew you. Your grandparents on both sides think you are quite wonderful. Grandpa Joe always says “Hello Girl” Grandpa Yardley calls you his little princess. You are bossy right now and say “eh” loudly and forcfully and get you way, you can communicate quite efficiently like that. You hate socks, you can take them off faster than anyone I know. Your daddy is sure you need them on every night and you lose them as fast as you can:) You demand that we take your pants all the way off when we change your diaper and that in itself is turning into quite the little challenge because you love to see what is going on around you and you wiggle and worm. You love to shower and your daddy is sure that you get one everynight. You look up at the water and try to poke the little holes shut with your finger. You balance with one leg on your dad’s tummy. You nurse like a little monkey, you have to stand and crawl over the top of me, you are quite the little goose. You want to be near me, it makes me feel so loved:) You are a cover kicker, you can’t stand them on you and you will wake up in the night just to kick them off, they drive you crazy.
We took you to Beaver Oklahoma this past month for our cow sale. The floors were tile and we had to push two beds together so you would have someplace to crawl. We had raisons and goldfish all over that room by the time we left:)
You have been on 13 airplane rides so far and in 12 states. You are sure that everyone in the world is made just for you, you talk, and yell, giggle, and smile, reverent is not your nature, you are Miss confidence and we wouldn’t have it any other way. I just pray you can keep that confidence through your whole life.
I took you to Lori’s to see Whit, Little O, and the new little baby Bridger, you loved him, you would coo to him and look up at me and smile, you have such a kind little heart.
Your dad loves to take you with him, it doesn’t matter if it’s in the feed truck or on the four wheeler he is so proud of you. He had such a hard time letting us leave to Utah, it makes me love him all the more at just how much he loves you. He waited at the gate until he couldn’t see us anymore and cried a little because his girls were leaving. He called when we got to my parents to make sure all the toilet lids were down. He comes in the door and yell’s hello Pumpkin Pie, you hurry to crawl to him as fast as you can. You do no wrong, you have officially broke two pairs of glasses, well the new pair he just ordered bends so that he can for sure let you still play with them:) He is so proud of you, I can’t even quite tell you just how much he swells when he has you. He bought you a little pink coat, pink hat, and quite a few little outfits. He loves you in that pink hat. You have the perfect Papa Maggie, don’t ever forget it.
If you can’t tell I love my life, i love my baby girl, I love my husband. I have awesome sisters, great parents and I live in the most blessed nation on earth. Heaven truly has smiled down on me and i’m so thankful for all I have. Life is good.
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