Dear Ellie, I don't want to forget the little things that you enjoy doing lately. Like, trying on everyone's shoes in the house. Or running as fast as you can, but still unable to cut corners, which results in hip checks and elbow bruises from those darned walls that keep getting in the way. I don't want to forget how you can go from a serious look to an obnoxious laugh at your sister's antics. I don't want to forget how your sister has renamed you "Elk" and insists on calling you that. I want to remember that you accurately & proudly use new words like "Look Mommy, see?" and "I wan go potty..Mommy, come on" as you reach for my hand to accompany you. I don't want to forget how you love to run into a room yelling "Fee Fi Fo Fum!!" I want to cherish your littleness, because before I know it all these little things will change.
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