My little Abster,
Quite a year it has been. To think about how small and helpless you were in those first couple of days to the (big) little girl that you have grown into in the past year makes me worry if I can keep up with you. Walking up to the nursery in the hospital in those first couple of moments of your life I could hardly believe that you were finally here, because I have always loved you. I dreamed your name before you were born and when I finally got to be close to you, you grabbed my finger with your little-long fingers and melted my heart. Your name means "my father's joy," and for you my dear, it is the absolute truth. You are more than I could have imagined - goofy, loving, friendly, a little spicy, and so beautiful.
And now you are One. This previous year has been fun, but from how you have been acting lately, I can't wait for this next year. You have started to talk, granted you said "mama" and "kitty" before you said "daddy" but you spend much more time with them. I enjoy your hugs and sloppy kisses. The cats are learning to tolerate you more and you are rewarding them by chasing them about the house. I look forward to taking you to the beach and playing with Grandma and Grandpa (once they fix his leg) and hopefully you can meet some more of your family soon. Also, you need to see snow, 90 degrees in October is disgusting and wrong. I will do everything I can to introduce you to this amazing world in which we live and watch with love as you continue to grow.
Let's go!
Quite a year it has been. To think about how small and helpless you were in those first couple of days to the (big) little girl that you have grown into in the past year makes me worry if I can keep up with you. Walking up to the nursery in the hospital in those first couple of moments of your life I could hardly believe that you were finally here, because I have always loved you. I dreamed your name before you were born and when I finally got to be close to you, you grabbed my finger with your little-long fingers and melted my heart. Your name means "my father's joy," and for you my dear, it is the absolute truth. You are more than I could have imagined - goofy, loving, friendly, a little spicy, and so beautiful.
And now you are One. This previous year has been fun, but from how you have been acting lately, I can't wait for this next year. You have started to talk, granted you said "mama" and "kitty" before you said "daddy" but you spend much more time with them. I enjoy your hugs and sloppy kisses. The cats are learning to tolerate you more and you are rewarding them by chasing them about the house. I look forward to taking you to the beach and playing with Grandma and Grandpa (once they fix his leg) and hopefully you can meet some more of your family soon. Also, you need to see snow, 90 degrees in October is disgusting and wrong. I will do everything I can to introduce you to this amazing world in which we live and watch with love as you continue to grow.
Let's go!
I love you, little Abigail.
Always,
Daddy
How very sweet. I love this. Abigail is saving up her snow experiences for when she visits Aunt Marci in Utah! I'll teach her how to stay inside with a hot drink and watch everyone else ski. :) Love my Zajkowskis.
ReplyDeleteI'll join you two with the hot cocoa. The last time I tried to ski I gave up, sat down in the snow, and cried. Ha!
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