Happy 4th birthday, my love
Dearest Munch,
It seems like I just wrote you a three year letter. Although that seems like yesterday, you have accomplished so much in the past year. You have tried (and loved): Soccer, Gymnastics, Swimming, Camp. You really came out of your shell at school and absolutely loved your teachers and going to school. You matured socially and made a lot of new friends, (which in turn I did too!) You have learned to take advantage of your live in best friend ("Em" as you call her). You two have so much fun playing together, and y'all also know how to throw down WWF style! You continue to be a fabulous sleeper in your own bed, all night! You don't even try (or want) to sleep with us. You have recently given up naps. You still love your Bunny, but are able to leave him home to nap while we run errands. You have started to tolerate and even ask for hair clips, headbands, pony tails and braids. You still prefer to wear dresses and skirts. You change clothes 4-5 times a day. You like to wear pajamas 50% of the time (your "nipples the other 50%). When you get in trouble you ask for a hug to make up. You also ask to call Grandpa anytime you are in trouble or sad. You are strong willed and put up a good fight to get your way. You like your window down in the car. You like to go for "runs" with us around the neighborhood and you tell us how sweaty you are. You still love to read. Your favorite books right now are: Miss Molly, Knuffle Bunny, Part time Princess. Your favorite shows to watch on t.v. are: Sophia, Dora, Bubble Guppies, Doc McStuffins. You enjoy story time at the library and the botanical gardens. I enjoy every second that I get to spend with you. You amaze me with all you can do and all you know at four! Happy birthday baby! I love you to the moon and back!
XOXO,
Mommy
Ryan,
4 years ago a beautiful girl was born and changed my life. You have been the biggest blessing. I love watching you grow and mature. You are transforming from my little baby to the sweetest little girl. I am so proud to be your daddy. Please don't grow up too fast.
Love,
Dad
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