Dear Audrey,
I love watching you grow. Nothing brings me more joy...but it's happening a little too fast for me. When did you get tall enough to hold the banister, when did you get independent enough to want to use the bathroom on your own. Adding to the list, you started putting your own shoes on, putting your own pants on, and even trying a shirt or two. Your not a baby anymore. It makes me sad and happy at the same time. I'm glad you are mine.
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