Fourteen Months

July 28, 2010

Dear Maggie:

You, my darling, are the SHIT.

You are the bomb-diggity, the best of the best, the cat’s pajamas, the rockingest and awesomest little person I have ever, ever met. How is it that every month is more fun than the last??  Can we keep this up forever?  Will 14 years be exponentially cooler than 14 months?  (She says optimistically.)  I mean, SERIOUSLY.  We are having so much fun!

You have started to imitate us!

Wearing my tank top like a cape!

You have developed a twinkly-eyed and giddy sense of humor.  I took your shoes off today, and you promptly put them back on — your hands.  Oh, the belly laughs that ensued!  Because, see, SHOES DON’T GO ON YOUR HANDS.  Get it??

You know when you’re funny!

Your language skills are off the hook. You know (and use) all the key toddler words – poop, toot, burp, boob, yucky but you are also just in love with words in general.  And books!  My Lord, you and your books!

Child, you SO take after your parents in this regard.  There are baby books in every corner of our house.  I have ransacked every library in the area multiple times, trying to keep you in reading material.  You aren’t so interested in me reading books to you, though — you prefer to be alone in your book nook, going through the pages by yourself.

And when there are no books to be had, well, you make do.

You’ve started to get the concept of pretending, and it’s cool as balls to see you kiss and cuddle your little baby doll, and to “drink” out of a little teacup.  I can see that whole worlds have opened up to you, now that you can imagine and dream.

The big news, though?  The big news is that you have finally decided to walk!

I could not possibly be any prouder.

But none of what I’m saying now captures the awe and gratitude I feel every day for your presence on this earth. Every night when your Dad comes home from work, I bubble over with pent-up stories of all the cool things you did that day, because DAMN!  Every single day you do something new and hilarious and eye-popping and utterly wonderful, and it’s all I can do to not smother you with hugs and kisses every single minute.  DUDE!  I get to be your Mama, and it’s the best freaking job in the entire world!  I love life with you in it, my wonderful and precious girl!



4 Responses to “Fourteen Months”

  1. Matt Says:

    She’s awesome.

  2. sparklepirate Says:

    Hell yeah she is!

  3. Matt Says:

    I’ve got proud walking maggie and tank-top maggie (gotta collect ’em all!) now printed out and up on my office wall. 😀

  4. sparklepirate Says:


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