Monday, June 30, 2014

Dear Addelyn,
You are the absolute smartest 2 year old to ever live. 
I may be biased, but I believe it, and tell you often. 
Our friends used to tease me because I admitted once that while you were an infant I would tell you how beautiful you were, then feel guilty for putting emphasis on beauty and follow it up with telling you how smart, and funny, and kind you were.  But, please understand that you are in fact all of those things. 
You are beautiful.  I look at you sometimes and catch myself wondering how you are mine.  You and your sandy blonde hair, green-ish eyes and long legs.   How in the world did I produce that?  Truth be told you are a perfect blend of my genetics and your father's.  You have facial expressions that are "true Martin", and a full face and profile I swear is your Mimi's, then upon first glance you look so much like your father. 
Addelyn, my girl, you are funny.  Aside from your bold statements of "I funny", you truly are.  Mirrors have become your tool, as you prefect your "funny faces" in them almost daily.  And you have a fake laugh better than anyone's.  By the way, you have done that since you were 9 months old.  You have a sense, a knowledge of when something is funny, or supposed to be funny, and you give a 100% effort to "fake laugh" (which in my opinion is a testament to your brilliance and understanding of the world, but who am I?) 
And, Addelyn, you are so kind.  Let me give you a recent example:  The other night we were running from a "dragon" in the house which led us to my bed, where we then, upon your request, had to get under the covers to hide.  I slammed my head against my headboard and winced.  I was initially proud that I held back curse words, then was greeted face to face with true concern on your part, followed by an actual kiss on the head from you to me.  Let me just say too that it wasn't an open mouthed "baby" kiss, you thoughtfully puckered and kissed my head, then said "all better Momma?"
Anyway, I know I am a doting mom and that I think the best of you, but I will prove to you over and over again that I am not wrong.  You are beautiful, and smart, and funny, and kind. 
Fun stuff you are saying lately:
You follow most phrases with, "Okaaaay.?.?."  Such as, I'll be right back, Okaaay", or "Just one more whopper momma, Okaaay".  And you are picking up on everything.  Pointing out, as we are driving, when we are about to pass the lake, telling Jake tonight that a magician says "abra-cadabra", and me that there are crickets and woodpeckers in your nighttime forrest story (I don't know where you learned any of that).  You are singing and dancing, a lot.  You know all of the words to at least 8 songs and have thoroughly enjoyed having music played during dinnertime and the dance party that ensues after. 
You, my Addelyn, surprise me every day and everyday I am so thankful to be your momma.
I love you,

Tuesday, June 10, 2014


Dear Addelyn,
This past weekend contained a few firsts for you. You took your first plane ride. You ventured across state lines for the first time. You met a whole group of new people, and spent a weekend with a girl your age (actually 6 months older).
Side note: spending such time with a girl is a first because on a regular basis you are playing with boys, as we don't know many girls your age.
Jake has friends that live in Denver, Colorado. A few months ago he asked if we wanted to join him to visit them for a weekend. I hesitated, and contemplated whether or not we should go. I was worried about the plane ride, about staying with people you and I barely know, if it would be a good experience for you, and if Jake and I were ready to take such a trip together with you. I worried about so many unnecessary things (which isn't abnormal for me). The worry was unnecessary because you had a great time! Addy, you were such a trooper!
You were so excited to simply arrive at the airport. Jake and I spent the hour waiting to board chasing you around the terminal. I wanted you to exert as much energy as possible before boarding so you could get your nap in on the plane. That didn't happen. You had a window seat all to your self which provided entertainment in the form of buckling and unbuckling your own seat belt and opening and shutting your own window. When the plane took off the feeling of unease I got in the pit of my stomach was matched only by your true excitement as you looked to me with wide eyes waving your hands in exhilaration. Although I brought a computer notebook, headphones, excessive snacks, a baby doll, a pretend doctor kit, stuffed animals and whoppers (for emergencies only) you were happy trading laps and watching the airplane tv without sound. The plane landed in Denver just as you fell asleep in Jake's lap. He carried you sleeping on his shoulder to baggage claim and beyond.
We were picked up by two of Jake's closest friends and taken to the Anderson's house. You immediately made yourself at home exploring their playroom and back deck. Reese, their 2 1/2 year old little girl, was taking a nap when we arrived. When she awoke and was brought to the back patio to meet you, you greeted her with "this is my porch". Although a rocky start, the two of you hit it off. You played so well with her and mimicked her every move.
You and I went with the girls to an art walk in a little area called Tennyson, where we took in a few art galleries, ate from a food truck and played relentlessly at a neighborhood playground.
We also took a day trip to Boulder, Colorado where we walked the outdoor mall, stopping to play on statues and watch street performers.

And, we spent a day inside (due to rain) and painted our toenails (well, you napped and I painted my toenails), and made pizza for dinner.
Finally, we explored downtown Denver, eating at a local café and exploring the 16th street mall.
We had a great time. We met new people, we experienced new things, we laughed a lot, and loved a lot. I could not have been more proud to be your mother. You used your manners, adapted to any situation, and let me lug you around everywhere. I would be lying to say that there were not meltdown moments, but you are two, and they were minimal.
Thank you for being such a trooper. Thank you for listening. Thank you for trusting me and for trusting Jake. This trip is the first of many.
I can't wait to see what all our future has in store.
I love you Addelyn, and am so very proud of you,