Thursday, June 11, 2009 Posted in Personal

Dear Audrey,
When did you learn to pedal bike? Mommy can’t handle all of this growing up that you are doing. The pedaling, the pottying in the big girl potty, the giving up the whole passy thing, and all of this begging for a big girl bed is just way too much for me. Will you slow down alot just a little so I can enjoy you being two for a few more months?
Love, Mommy
(I know that photo isn’t great but when she started pedaling I ran inside very quickly to grab my camera and guessed on the settings as I was running out the door. She has PCS (Photographer’s Child Syndrome), remember? Now she will flat out ignore me when the camera is out.)
While I was working on these photos a rush of memories came to me… I’m friends with Mackenzie’s (super proud) Aunt Kikee (pronounced: kick-ee. She’s actually Kristi but you know when a baby says your name like that, it just has to stick) and I can remember the day her mom found out she was pregnant with this sweet girl. Then, on her birthday I called and texted for hourly updates on her grand entrance into the world. I can also remember holding her in the hospital when she was just about 48 hours old and wondering if I would get that warm and fuzzy feeling with my own child that I got when snuggling with her and if I would think my baby was as beautiful as she was. Because she is such a natural beauty. She is sugar and spice. My daughter often reminds me of the stories I heard about Mackenzie in her toddler years. Now that she’s a big girl, I can’t wait to see how she grows and matures into a little lady.




Mackenzie, you were a delight. I hope you were able to pick out some really fabulous junk trinkets at the dollar store (one of her FAVORITE places) and I sure hope Aunt Kikee took you and to get a HUGE scoop of ice cream! You deserve it!
Until next time,
Emily
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