Just when I think the jelly bean can't get any cuter, she does.
This is the very first letter she has ever written to Santa.
It has melted my heart.
It has made me shed a tear.
My baby is growing up and thinking for herself, and knows more what she wants for herself now than I do.
A bouncy house? I had no idea.
I'll be crushed when the magic of Santa has drifted away like pixie dust.
This is the first year the jelly bean has been able to really have discussions about what all these holidays are and have an understanding of them and why we do them, and why it's important to help others who don't have as much, and appreciate more what we have and be thankful to have what we do, and not be excessive in our wants.
I'm so amazed at how fast she is growing and trying so hard not to miss a single minute of it.
I love her scotch tape presents way more than a purchased gift, and I will treasure them forever.