You are growing into such an amazing little girl. It has been a while since I blow dried your hair and we did the other night. Your hair has gotten so long and is so pretty when we blow it out. You have been wanting to wear your hair down to school and it makes you look so much older! How did you get to be so big Delia? When I think of my baby girl, I see this little baby with the sweetest smile that never left her face. You are still that baby to me in so many ways.
You are such a sweet, giving little girl. I hope you always stay that way and no one ever gives you a reason not to be. Because of the snow, your Valenti(m)e’s Day party was postponed until the Monday after. We (well kind of “we” mostly “I”) made rainbow loom bracelets for your classmates and we added a little Fun Dip in a bag for candy. You loved writing the names of your classmates on the Fun Dip bags. I enjoyed stuffing bags with you. We tied the bows together like a team. Just doing those mother/daughter things with you makes me happy. Anyway, you wore your own bracelet that day to school. One of the little girl’s bracelets broke and you gave her the one you were wearing. That is such a kind act and makes me feel so proud of you. You love your friends at school. I’ve never heard you say anything but positive things about your friends. You are so kind and caring and I love that about you. And I know that your friends love that about you too.
Recently, your buddy Blake had a ride-on party at Skate Country. You were so upset with your daddy and me because we wouldn’t let you take a bike with 2 wheels. We brought your scooter and you pouted the majority of the party. The problem was not that we didn’t want you to take your bike, Delia. The problem was that you haven’t taken the time to learn how to ride a bike on two wheels yet. You *almost* had it a before it snowed. But, that little incident was enough to light a fire under you, girl. At Grandma and Papa’s the following day you were zipping up and down the driveway. The next day, you were riding your big bike around in circles on the driveway and up and down the sidewalk. On the occasion that you would crash, you would pop up almost immediately and say, “I’m okay”! I’m proud of you for putting your mind to something and doing it. The smile on your face was priceless. I love seeing you so proud of yourself. You’ve always had a light inside of you, little girl. Let it shine!
And one more little story about you, because it made me laugh! You have been hounding me about having a playdate with a little girl named McKenzie at school. You talked about it and talked about it. You and McKenzie had it all planned out. You wanted to go to her house. I told you that you can’t invite yourself over to other people’s houses, etc. that I don’t know how to get in touch with McKenzie’s mom in order to invite her over, etc. etc. about not knowing the parent or the kid…you’ll understand this part one day. Anyway, I checked messages on the home phone and McKenzie’s mom had left a message about how McKenzie would love a playdate with you. When I called her back, McKenzie’s mom said that she got our number from YOU! haha! You wrote our phone number on a piece of paper and gave it to McKenzie to give to her mom. You are such a little stinker Delia. Once again, you wanted something, and you made it happen. While I’m still unsure about a playdate on your own, I’ll be meeting her mom at a birthday party for a fellow classmate this weekend.
Love you little girl. So glad to call you mine.
Next up, head over to Courtney from Click It Up a Notch to read her letter to her sweet girls.