Tuesday, April 30, 2013

 
dear sammy jo jo,
 
i can't believe you are two years old. it boggles my mind. i have to say that you are absolutely hilarious. you march to the beat of your own drum. you won't be rushed. you do things at sammy's pace. as much as i try to doll you up...you are still a tomboy. you want to be outside on the tractors, picking up rocks, working on race cars, and playing in the mud. i love it. i love everything about you. you've managed to steal my heart, little girl.
 
 
you are a daddy's girl. you constantly want to know what daddy is doing. your face lights up when you see him pull in the drive. he is your hero. your most favorite thing to do with daddy is to feed the cows. you have a weird obsession with cows. you love them.
 
 
you look up to your big brother, jack. you want everything he has and wants to do everything he's doing. it drives him crazy. however, i think secretly he kind of likes it. he gives you the best horsey rides. you can almost talk whine your way into getting him to give you whatever you want. and when he gives in, he always makes sure to let you know how lucky you are to have him as your big brother. i know he loves you very much.
 
you are my little sidekick everyday. you help me put all the laundry in the wash...one sock at a time. you want to tell me whose clothes are whose. you like to help me put the dishes away too. you're super helpful with my chores. however, when it comes time to pick up your toys, you're no where to be found. i love you so much, sammy jo. it's been two years and i still can't believe i have a little girl. you are so incredibly special to mommy. i look forward to watching you grow and to see the many adventures you go on. you won't sit still. you're a mover. you are going to do great things, sammy.
 
always remember that we all love you.
 
happy birthday, sweet girl!!
 
love, mommy
 
 
 
 
 
you saw this helmet at the store and refused to take it off. i did all the shopping with you wearing that helmet. yes, people stared. they thought you were hilarious, of course.
 
 




you have a kitchen. you have dolls. you have purses. you have pretties (jewelry). and they only thing you like to play with are brothers sun glasses and gun. you're the best. 

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