Dearest Quinn ~
I had really hoped that we would be far beyond the screaming phase of yours. We are not. I cannot believe how long this little phase is lasting. I have no idea how to deal with it and make it go away. None. You have me stumped. I can only hope that it is over soon.
You are my little dare-devil. You love to climb anything (and you try). You jump and leap without fear of anything. It is terrifying for me. I watch you try to climb over the couch to the back, knowing that the only thing to break your fall is the hard tile below. You care not. You laugh. I cringe.
You and you big sisters are becoming better play mates. It is so cute to watch them jump in their little Jeep or Gator and tear up the yard with you sitting beside them. So far, you are happy to be the passenger but next summer you will be wanting to drive. You run everywhere and you love going outside. For the first time, the other morning, I let Piper take you out to the back yard while I was in the kitchen. You both motored around the yard on the Gator and were running to the sand box. Next summer you will see a lot more freedom and I will be able to trust the 3 Divas in the yard together (well at least quite a bit more than I do this year).
Your personality is really starting to come out. You are silly and goofy and love to dance. You also have this perfect “stink eye”. When you are told “No” or something equally unappealing to you, you give us the stink eye. It’s perfect. You have it nailed. It really makes me wonder what it is you could be thinking.
You love to play with Annie. Your favourite game is taking kibble from her dish and running over to her kennel with it. She chases you and runs inside her kennel for her “treat”. You never seem to tire of this game.
You are still a wonderful sleeper and you sleep through the night. Once in a while, I will hear you wake and cry out but you quickly settle back to sleep. When it comes time to move you out of your crib, please do not forget how to sleep! Right now, I am considering keeping you in your crib until you are 5. I kid, but it is tempting. I want you to know that I love you to the moon and back. You make this life worth it.
Mama loves you Chickadee.
Love Mama.
