I'm usually not much for cliches, but you're growing up way too fast. You're learning new things and grasping new concepts on a daily, sometimes even hourly basis. You can spell your name now (first and last) and are constantly sounding out words to figure out which letters they start with. You have an adorable habit of getting that backwards: "c starts with cat!" or "d starts with Delilah!".
You grow more and more independent by the day, and "I can do it by myself!" is a frequent chorus in our home. You're perfectly capable of helping around the house in meaningful ways, from sweeping, to picking up toys, to dusting, to even helping me with diaper changes and packing the diaper bag. You require no assistance in the morning anymore, you can get out of bed by yourself, use the potty by yourself, get dressed yourself, and let yourself out of your own room. Some mornings, you lay in bed singing "Mama, Daddy, Come say good morning!" anyway.
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as you understand why I'm making them. You challenge me to go beyond "because I said so" every day as I try to explain things in ways that make sense to you.
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