We said goodbye to a lot of things in 2008.
Bye-bye to “boon” – now it’s “balloon.”
And last month, she announced that she would no longer be calling it “Happy Donald’s” Mommy, she’ll be calling it McDonald’s.
No more crib. No more rocking to sleep in the glider. No more footie pajamas (too hard to use the potty). No more diapers.
But we got a lot too. For example: entire conversations about how R wants Mommy to teach her letters when R gets bigger. And about how her poop looks like a snowman. And how she wants to turn her daddy into a prince and marry him.
She gets regular haircuts. And paints her own toenails. She can dress herself. And sometimes she’ll use the potty all by herself.
It was a good year. And I know 2009 will be another year of letting go and watching her grow more independent, witty, beautiful and contrary. I can’t wait.
Happy New Year to all!