Post by kayleigh elizabeth garrison on Jan 8, 2010 16:06:05 GMT -5
dear taylor,
i know that once you're older, you'll find time to read this. i know this, because you're a little snoop already and everything of mine somehow becomes yours once its purchased. i don't know why that is, it just is. it comes with being a mommy. you know, one day you'll be a mommy, but not for a very, very long time. you have to wait at least eighteen years to even have sex, let alone become a mommy. you know why? because i'm the mommy and i said so. you know why i'm the mommy? you wanna know? too bad. you're two, you don't even know what's being said. you're growing up, it's no lie. you're talking, you're making friends, you're showing true potential. you're the best thing that ever happened to me. well, you and laynie, anyways. you know i'll always love you, no matter what. i'll always see you as the innocent (yeah, right) two-year-old you are now. you're spunky and wild, and you know what you want. you usually get what you want, and whether you like it or not, that's going to stop soon because i don't want you to be spoiled like all of those other celebrity babies. i'll always give you my best, though. that's something that will never change. you know, you're pretty special. you were at mommy and daddy's wedding without really being there. you were already in mommy's tummy when mommy and daddy got married. i was so excited when i found out that you were going to be born. before mommy got pregnant with you, i always wanted a little girl. the way i pictured you in my mind is exactly how you turned out to be; beautiful, bright, brilliant, and a lot of other things. you were the second best thing that happened to mommy, but once you were born, you became the first. when i tuck you in to bed at night, i realize that you're growing up before my very eyes, and a lot faster than i want you to. so, my advice to you is to be the best you can be, do the best you can do, and always believe in yourself, no matter what anyone says or tells you. i love you, bug.
love mommy
