Sundays are for chatting

Dear BearPie,

  You are sound asleep for the night.  I thought it was probably about time that I wrote you another little note, just to tell you how amazing you are.  You were more talkative today than you have ever been.  I was making salad this morning and you wanted to some of the broccoli.  As usual you asked me by saying "hum (that is how you say some) Mommy".  I handed you a broccoli tree and you said "broccoli" for the first time. Then you ran over to Poppa, actually danced, you dance everywhere, and you said "Poppa broccoli".  We have noticed in the last few days that you have been two and three words together.  Then I said to you that I was making a salad, and you said "salad", "salad", salad".  You repeated salad and broccoli over, and over....... and over. As we were eating lunch you said bear, fish, and penguin. Poppa was commenting on how penguin was a new word that you hadn't said before, and I said that you learn a few new words every day it seems.  Poppa said "well of course".  You just blurted out  "of course".  Poppa and I sat there with our chins on the floor and you went on eating your lunch as if nothing happened.   A few hours later Poppa made a trip in from his garage to visit us and he had on his beloved safety glasses.  Don't ask me why your Poppa insists on wearing those silly things in the house.  Anyway, you always want to wear them too.  You call glasses "shassies".  So, Poppa took his "shassies" off and placed them on your face.  You gave us the cheesiest smile and said "cool Poppa".  Your Poppa and I cracked up and you quickly joined us in the laughter party.  As we were wrapping up our evening and Momma was running your bath.  I had undressed you and I was holding your little nakey body.  W e were looking in the mirror and talking about our day, you pointed your finger to my chest and said "Mommy" and then pointed to your own chest and said "baby girl".    I melted right then and there.  You are my baby girl and always will be.  You have made our lives a living dream and I can't wait to see what tomorrow will bring and spend another wonderful day with our daughter. You keep us in stitches all day Miss Chloe.  I told your Poppa that you remind me of a butterfly fluttering from flower to flower the way you skip and dance all around the house, and always with a smile on that beautiful little face of yours.  We love you so much Chloe.  You are amazing!

                                                                          Love 

                                                                            Mom