It's a brand new year and my heart is filled to the brim with joy and hope and love. I am looking forward to building many wonderful memories with you and papa this year. We have so much planned already. Sports, trips, school, ugh so fun.
The last year was pretty eventful too. Too many awesome adventures with you, too many milestones, too many (just to reference a popular 2015 slang) FEELS!!!
You are pretty much your own person now. You seem to think that you have the freedom to make choices now and, just because we think you're super cute, papa and i allow you to think so.
You decide what to eat.
The range of your menu is quite limited. At home, its a choice between adobo and spaghetti. Eating out means either ramen or soup and bread. You love sweets (chocolate and ice cream) and we, i hate to admit it, tolerate that more than we probably should. You really like chips too but we seem to have drawn a harder line on that so sorry. You refuse to eat fruits. Your disdain for it seems to be greater than your love for sweets because you once turned down a slice of banoffee pie when you saw the bananas inside it. Someday, you will have the guts to try banoffee pie and you will love it.
You decide what to wear.
Oh my God what a pain you've become when choosing your OOTD. You refuse to wear anything that might be construed as sexy which means no sleeveless, no sandos, no dresses. You only wear shirts and pants and costumes. You have a new pair of boots which you personally picked out because you say it looks like a horse.
You also like to dress more like your father. You get excited when you wear the same thing like running shoes or a shirt with a pocket. And because of this I have decided to take better care of myself this year so that you will want naman to dress more like me, a lady.
You decide what other people are to you.
You have started calling Natalie, your friend from down the street, your sister and Mickey J your brother. One day on the way to wowa's house you said so to me "Mama, Mickey J is my brother." I said "No he's not, he's your cousin." and you quickly answered "Just let me call him my brother, mama." HAHAHAHA
You are turning out to be a great, wonderful little girl and I can't wait to get to know you more this year.
Here is a photo of your beautiful face. I hope that we will always find time to be silly together.
I love you.
Always,
Mama
