Dear Adalyn
October 8, 2014 Dear Adalyn, One day I hope you read this. In the story that is your life, these are but the first paragraphs, the beginning of who you’ll be. But to your dad and me, this chapter will be worn with re-reading, dog-eared with pages of favorite memories and lessons learned and moments that etch new lines into our fingerprints, our identity, with the knowledge of what it means to have a child. One day I hope you’ll wonder what you were like at two. I will tell you. You are curious, edged with caution and watchfulness. You are spunky, hilarious, and quirky, and quite difficult to translate these days, although we have a list of your “words” that gets added to each day. You are busy; you are always running, the cloth diapers giving you a distinct side-to-side waddle that makes it impossible not to smile watching you. You are absolutely exhausting some days, and yet you somehow reserve copious amounts of energy for bedtime. You read. You pl...