Dear Daughter,

You have been perfect since the moment you arrived almost a year ago.

I can't stop looking at you, amazed by your beauty and your spunky energy.

Anytime of day you are pretty content to just play,

as long as someone is near. You are my social butterfly.

When we are out and about you people watch.

You yell "hiya" to anyone that will make eye contact.

Since your first days you have been a great sleeper,

a great eater, a great baby sister and

have brought us more happiness than I could ever imagine.

There's no sense in imagining another child in our home

because you complete us and are darn near perfection.

Well, until recently.

Your daddy has always said that you look just like me.

I took that as a big compliment for me because you

are about the cutest thing I have ever seen in all my life.

But the problem is that your habits don't quite fit with mine.

You see, your mommy is OCD and she likes everything tidy.

You, on the other hand, prefer all clothes to be out of the drawers.

....all toys out of the bins.

....all food out of the bowl.

....all water out of the tub.

I was thinking we would be...

two peas in a pod

mommy and daughter

I could be the sister you never got.

But honey, we just can't get along if we can't see

eye to eye

on this one. Mommy likes everything to have a "home".

Just agree with me on this one. Maybe we can meet in the middle?

Just one shirt out at a time? Let's play with one toy?

Then when we're all done, let's put them away?

Okay?

I promise, it will make this journey go a lot smoother.

For you and I, we need to be best friends.

Forever.

Love always,

Mommy