Friday, August 3, 2012

Da da da da da da


Dear Hagen,

Your sister is going through a phase where she won't let anyone but me help her. "No! Mom do it!"

She won't let Dad brush her teeth, read her a story, help her get dressed, fix her hot chocolate or hold her hand across the street. I'm hoping she grows out of it soon, because I'm exhausted.

Your dad is such a great guy that I think he deserves a "win" right about now, so every day when he goes to work, you and I have been practicing saying "Dad."

Here's a minute from this morning:


If there's a more precious way to start a day, I can't imagine it.

Love,
Mom


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