BamamaPancakes

Dear Adalyn, I had to wait until I found “aqua” as a color I could write in because that’s your favorite color right now. You think it’s awesome, and point it out everywhere you see it. It’s one of the many, many things I love about you right now. I can’t believe you’re 6 this year. Every year, I’m amazed that you’re another year older, as though time would actually stop and freeze you at 1 when you just toddled around climbing anything you could or 3 when you never stopped singing Let It Go, or even last year when you changed outfits at least six hundred times a day. The years start to run together, and whether you read these letters or not, I’m relieved to have them because one day I will read them and remember the phases, the phrases, the things that made you you , year after year. You are six. And honestly, it’s been a big year. You started your last year at preschool with Mrs. Padgett, whom you and your buddies called “Teacher” and adored. Your favor...