Dearest Daughter –
You are such a gift. Your morning coos from your crib, your sweet giggles in the bath and even your dramatic temper tantrums have enriched our lives in ways we’ll never be able to fully describe.
Like any good thing, we can’t get enough of you. And selfishly, we want more. More of YOU and more FOR YOU.
You will always be our first. But come December you won’t be our only.