Vivi girl. Chapter 2.

 And just like that my baby is 2. 

There is so much I love about that fact that you’re my baby. You completely knocked us off balance and we are all so much better because of you. You’re our feral child, our “never met a stranger” child, and our favorite little girl child.

You have spunk. So. Much. Sass. You’re hilarious and sweet and you aren’t afraid to bite a fool if they cross you. You insist on always being dressed in a dress- not just any kind of dress because only pretty dresses will do the job. You love shopping on Amazon. Online shopping is one of your favorite pastimes- I get it, because I love it too. 

You’re always up for a trip to Starbucks (or “buckies” as you say). You want to do and go everything and everywhere with me. If I’m leaving you’re leaving. 

For a while you went by “Princess Maude” - a name that you love and we have no idea how you came up with it. 

You were potty trained- like all the way during quarantine but when I went back to work you refused to be potty trained anymore- I think you wanted to be the baby still. It’s okay, I know you’ll get there.

If we pass a McDonalds you loudly let me know you “need fwench fwies”. When you’re getting in trouble you let us know “I fine, daddy” it’s hilarious.

You’ve gone thru a rough patch and like to say, “shut up” and “stupid”. I get after you and you just say “l sorry momma” and then it’s all okay. You will yell at a us if we get after the boys- you love them fiercely. It reminds me of myself. 

You have gorgeous hair, beautiful blue eyes, and creamy white skin. You love having your nails painted. We sat in the bathroom floor and I painted your nails and toes and braided your hair. We sang the Frozen soundtrack. You were so happy you glowed. You loved that I knew the words. You hugged and kissed me and said you loved me a million times. It’s my favorite memory so far.

I love you so much it’s like my heart is outside of my body. I want everything for you. I want you to be happy. I want you to be fulfilled. I want you to be loved and know your worth. I want you to know you can always tell me anything and I’ll never judge you. I will always fight for you. You’re my girl, forever. You’re a dream I never expected to have come true.

I love you Vivianne. Always.

Momma