Dear sweet sweet Claire Jane,
You are two and a half years old and somehow I have more of a connection with you than I do with any adult my own age. You are my best friend. You make me so proud. Over the past 6 months you have blossomed into the most caring and empathetic little thing. You truly feel for others and it warms my heart. I can see your future holding something in which you help others.
The little things you do and say have your father and I in tears daily. The "if I have to tell you one more time mommy" and "I need some love" and "do you hear me daddy?" You are a hoot.
The past 2 years have been the best years of my existence. You have taught me more about life and what I should live for than any class or experience. With your hard head, stubbornness and free spirit, I have definitely learned to let things go, take my time, live in the moment, and slow down and listen. Because each day you ask me to tell you the same story, each day you ask to watch that same movie, each night you ask to read the same books, say the same prayers, kiss and hug me over and over again and ....you tell me you love me. Without prompting or asking, on your own, you throw your arms around my neck and tell me you love me "sooo much, mommy". I melt. I swoon. I'm madly in love with you, each and every little part of you. You filled a hole in my heart I never knew existed. You warmed my soul when I didn't even realize it was chilled. If I would have known I would feel this way about having a daughter, I would have had you sooner. I hope we can grow together and stay best friends forever.