Dear Maggie

You are 4! Four, four, four, 4. But yet in your humor, you kept changing your mind and deciding that you would be other ages. I just want to have you be 4 for the next 365 days. It will give me time to get used to you being that age.

You have this great imagination. In the car, you brought up monsters again. I am still trying to convince you that they flew north for the summer. You decided you need to sleep on the bottom bunk, I think it is the cocoon effect. You feel safer nestled in there.

:Last week you were my walking partner. You needed your granola bars to do them but you did it.

You would wear dresses every single one of those days if I let you.  You flip your hair back with your hand. It's kind of funny and oh so girlie to watch. You skip and hop and giggle. You dream about being a mommy. You tell me that I will always be your mommy. I ask that when you are a teenager that you still give me hugs and kisses and cuddles. You say you will... I really hope you will.

You say you want to be a dentist when you grow up and work with kids. You want to help keep their mouths clean and healthy.

Right now you love Curious George. I think it is because you are like curious just like him. You want to try and try and try some more.

You like dance right now because you feel like the teacher depends on you to be a good example for the other kids.  You like violin but you really want to play your own stuff instead of what they ask you to play.

I lose my patience because it takes you longer to memorize. For this I am sorry. I am not sure what to do to help you remember faster. But sometimes it is hard to tell if you know and are just messing with us or if you are struggling with something.

Tonight was nice to read to you. A flower for Maggie.... I love you lots, lots, lots and lots.

Mom