Dear Abigail,
You are 5! Sorry this is so belated.
I am loving you at 5- you are so mature and grown up. You have this sweet grown up voice now.
You love Pocahontas, princesses, dancing, baseball and biking. You love writing and math. You love doing “homework” at your desk. you love to write words and letters and make up words.
You have outgrown Dora:( You announced this on the way to school. “I have a Dora backpack but I don’t like Dora.”
You love to cook and draw. You love flowers. You love planting in the yard with me. You also are a ham for the camera. You love music and singing.
We just read Meanest Doll in the World and you loved it! Now you are reading Dr Doolittle with Dad.
You love ballet. You can’t wait for the Nutcracker!
I look at how tall you are and how grown up you can be and can’t believe 5 years have passed.
Here you are hanging up a Halloween garland you made by yourself. You are such a big girl these days!
I love your enthusiasm for life. We just got home for a trip and you were just bursting with stories for Bawby yesterday. It was so cute listening to you talk away like such a big girl.
Thanks for being my girl.
I love you,
Mom
you at your birthday party- we had pancakes for dinner at your request:) Chocolate cake for dessert. Here you are wearing your new boots.
