In the words of the great Madelyn Gabor, "I'm so essited!"
I am so excited to write to you again. I have been super busy, per usual, but it's important that I write to you and keep you posted on your life.
So you officially three years old! It's so freakin' crazy. 3 years passed so quickly! And just to think that by the time you are reading this, you will probably be a teenager or older. Right now you are downstairs at Grammy's house having a little "snacky snack" while I put Penny down for a nap. Well, I was about to put Penny down for a nap, but she keeps eating pretzels so I'm letting her "snacky snack" too while I write to you!
So, I am actually pretty sad at this moment in my life because I am about to go to a Web development school in Atlanta, and I cannot take you girls with me. I will be gone for three months, but I will get to see you every week because Dad and Mimi and Poppy promised to bring you to me every weekend. It is going to be the hardest thing I have ever done, but I have to do it.
Why?
Well, our family has been a little stuck, as of late. We were so young when we started our family and we thought we knew EVERYTHING about life. Shocking... We didn't. In fact, I knew very little. I knew that I loved theatre and art and doing what I want and dancing and eating oreos, and I thought that would get me through everything. Ugh. No. Life apparently requires money, which requires a good job. This is the opportunity for me to get a great job to provide for you girls but still get to be home enough and have good hours so that I can be a great mother and have time for my passions.
You gotta make sacrifices to get where you want in life. That is a fact. Not an opinion. So get ready for that. Because sometimes this shit is hard.
In the words of the great Katlyn Gabor, "Sometimes this shit is hard." What sweet motherly advice.
What else?
You're a genius. Don't get all cocky and shtuff, but you are. You speak SO WELL for your age. You just know so much! Your memory is bizarrely good. You remember EVERYTHING. I can never promise you a cookie and then you forget. You remember that cookie months later.
You are a good big sister, although Penny gets on your nerves. I mean, I don't blame you for getting annoyed. She's a year old and thinks life is just about doing what you want in that moment without any concept of manners or sharing. She is the sweetest little sister, but sometimes she knocks your blocks over and you want to punch her in the face. While I understand that, I must insist that you don't punch your sister in the face.
In the words of the great Katlyn Gabor, "Don't punch your sister in the face."
This is timeless advice.
She loves you. She thinks you are the funniest coolest B in the world. And you are.
Right now you love pretending to be doctor. You also love making up words. You just say jibberish. It's pretty fascinating. You also like to say, " I AM NEVER DOING THAT!" when you don't want to do something like make your bed or clean your toys up. It's pretty dramatic.
You also love going to daycare and playing with your friends. Every person you meet, by the way, is your friend. "That's my friend and that's my friend and that's my friend." "That kid that just walked in that you've never met is your friend?" "Yes. He's my best friend."
Love it.
And I love you.
And I'll miss you terribly these three months, but this is the best thing for you and for our family. I got us matching sets temporary tattoos and every day we are going to wear matching ones. That way you know I am thinking of you and loving you, even from two hours away.
I love you so much, Little.
Mommy
