13 months old

Dear Elle,

Mama and dada begins to see a toddler in you. We're watching you growing up in front of us everyday and yet we were totally in shock on the day we realized that you're going to leave behind your babyhood anytime soon. Crawling days were behind you. You waddle around the house like an energizer bunny. Your baby fats around the arms, belly and legs jiggling like Jell-O, yummylicious and yet an eye candy. Mama can just eat you up.

You pick up a few new words lately. "Owl" and "Wow! Wow!" like a puppy sounds. Mama almost knocked the head against the wall when you blurted out "Wow Wow" to the duck. To you, "Wow Wow" means almost everything, not just a puppy. Mama understands now.

Happy sweet 13 months old, smoochie! You're always our baby even when you are fifty or a hundred years old.

Love,
Mama