September 20, 2011 § Leave a comment
Dear Little Tiger.
All day long you pop up from whatever it is you are doing (building a train track, reading a book, playing in the bathroom sink) and say to me, quite seriously, “Mom. You are awesome and great and cute.” And if dad is in the room, you look over at him (I think so he doesn’t feel left out) and say, even faster, “And you are awesomeandgreatandcute.”
Little Tiger, you are smart and funny and beautiful.