Dear Lils,
You are truly my little winter baby. Born in December you relish in cold weather and getting outside. Nothing brings a smile on your face like a hearty freezing whipping wind, playing in and eating snow and overall temps near zero.
Your mother is a summer baby. I was born in August. I come most alive in the warm baking sun with a minty beverage on ice in my hand. When I leave the house I am constantly overdressed. A friend once made fun of me when I showed up to meet her for dinner wearing what she swore was my down comforter with a belt tied around it. Ok – so my winter jacket is a little extreme. Sue me. But I really truly believe the month one is born in is the weather one really ‘comes alive’. Ok – it’s a little hippie dippy I know.
So here we are today – freezing cold outside and you are loving life. What are you doing in this picture? That’s right, you are on your back on the park picnic table watching the clouds go past in the sky as if we are on a picnic blanket in the grass somewhere in the middle of August.
Lili: Look Mommy! Clouds go fast!
Me: Oh wow! So fast! (inside voice: Are you kidding me right now?! I am FREEZING)
Once thing that is consistent about parenthood with you Lilian is that no matter what weather condition we are in – you continue to bring a smile to my face with your love for living life.
I love you.
xo
