Dearest Quinn ~
18 months worth of days have come and gone since you arrived in our home. I watched you sit at the table with your sisters last night and marvelled at how big you are getting. Daddy and I were just saying that last year at this time, you were still in your bucket car seat.
You are such a stinker! You run to the door at any chance you get. You grab Annie’s leash and try to put it on her and take her for a walk. She is still too much for you, but soon enough you will be able to walk her. If Annie is in her kennel, you go on over and sit in front for a visit and you love taking her treats (almost as much as you love treats yourself!)
Words cannot express what my heart feels when I see you at the end of the day. When you grab my face and give me a kiss. When I pick you up out of your crib and you lay your head on my shoulder.
You should know, Quinn, that you were one of my dreams come true. I wished upon many stars and you landed in my life. I could not have been happier. You make all the hard work that I do worth it. You make this life special.
I am wishing that you have strength for the future, the feeling of seeing a prized dream come true, a bright, carefree spirit, but also the wisdom to know in your heart what is most right for you. And always, I’m hoping that you will remember the thing most important by far: how much you are loved, how proud I am, always, how wonderfully special you are.
Mama loves you Chickadee.
Love Mama.
