Letter to my angel

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Dear Baby O,

As I sit here, I find it hard to believe that two years have passed since you were born. I remember that day like it was yesterday. I have never been more nervous, scared, anxious or excited in my entire life. September 26th 2006 changed my life forever. And as we quietly mark your birthday today, I want you to know that you have taught me so many things over the last two years, but I have also experienced a love I never knew was possible. Reading the letter I wrote to you when you were a month old brought back so many memories, so I thought your birthday was a good enough reason to write you another one.

Every morning, at around 6.20 am, I am woken up by my personal alarm clock. You come running into our room on your way to your bath, climb on our bed, crawl over to me, and give me a big hug, saying "Hi Daddy!". And it melts my heart every single time. For the last few days, I've been ill with a flu bug, and I've been living for that very moment every morning. Then we all get ready, and your favourite TV show comes on around 6.30am, Teletubbies !! Quite why you like that show, I will have no idea. At 6.55am, the Tweenies come on and sing one song, by that time, I'm usually dressed, and your mum is downstairs having breakfast, so the two of us sing together, sometimes clapping, sometimes dancing. Then we all go off to work, and you to the nursery.

And you love music !! In the car, the only person you want to listen to is Carrie Underwood (I blame your mother for that!). "I want beautiful!" That's what you say as soon as you realize we're headed to the car. If I swap the CD for any other person, you realize immediately, and throw a little tantrum, "I WANT BEAUTIFUL!". Beautiful, Wonderful, Perfect All American girl........the lyrics of your favourite song in the whole world, Carrie Underwood's "All American Girl".

In fact, all your favourite TV shows are music related, Carrie and David's Popshop, and Space Pirates (or as you call it "Captain DJ"). Thank goodness for BBC IPlayer, and Sky Plus, otherwise, no one else in this house would be able to watch any TV !!

You are also a very intelligent girl, and the last two weeks, you've been showing off that you now know all your colours and your shapes. You LOVE reading, you actually prefer books to toys, I really hope that it stays that way. And we are almost having real conversations now, I can't believe how well developed your speech is. You are the youngest in your nursery class, but your speech is the most developed. Every Friday, your teachers tell me all the new things you have learnt, and I'm always beaming with pride.

Can I admit something to you? I think you're smarter than me. I'm definately older and wiser, but you my little girl, are very, very smart. I'm not ashamed, not in the slightest. You have tried to outsmart me so many times, it's scary. Every night, when I put you to bed, you try a new trick every single day, to try and stay awake just a little longer. You're slowing learning how to manipulate me and your mum. Your tantrums over the last few weeks have been frequent and loud, it's as if you know I can't bear to see you cry.

For your birthday present, we've got you two of your favourite books from school, (The Very Funny Fish and Ten Dinosaurs) and a little tricycle. When we get home in the evening, we're going to have a little cake (diary free as you are allergic to milk), and then you can ride your little trike for a bit. We'll let you stay up for an extra hour or so.

I hope you have a wonderful day.

Happy Birthday, my little princess.

With all my love,
Your dad

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