You love animals. Love love love. You are constantly herding the chihuahuas around the trailer, putting them in their crates, feeding them dog food by hand, and trying to walk them on their leashes. You love to point out cows and horses on our walks and always tell them bye bye when we leave. At the zoo this weekend you loved petting the pot bellied pigs and were hoping so much that the pygmy goats would come out and play.
You love the outdoors, Ky. You get so excited when we go for walks or even just playing in the field when we take the chihuahuas out. You point at all the trees and birds, you play in the dirt, and you pick wildflowers for your dad and me. I love that I can share this whole big world with you, and in return you show me it through your eyes, and I am falling in love with nature all over again. It's wonderful to be outside with you, feeling the sun and the humid air on my skin, smelling the fresh cut grass and the wildflowers blooming around me, and looking down and seeing you by my side, babbling away as you find a new flower to pick or butterfly to point out.
You still love your books. You will have me read every single one at bedtime every night if I let you. Now each time after I read you a book you will go back through the book on your own, pointing to pictures and babbling about them, or having me tell you what it is again. Your favorite book right now is Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What do you see? When I'm doing chores, you will gather up your stuffed animals on the steps and then sit down and read them books.
I love you so much little girl. I love that I get to be your mama. To see your bedhead in the morning. To put your hair in little pig tails. To share a banana with you. To see how excited you get over having chocolate milk. Or when you wrap your little arms around me and squeeze me with all of your might.
I love you bunches and bunches, Bug.