My sweet girl,
You're about to turn four. Four! Where has the time gone? I wish I had thought to do this earlier, but here we are, almost four years after your birth. I am starting this blog so that I'll have a place to keep my musings to you, because you're growing up too fast, and I don't want to forget all of the wonderful memories of you and I don't want to forget all of the things I want to tell you (and do tell you, but I think you're too young to understand them right now, even though I'm pretty sure you're brilliant).
Who knows if blogs will even exist by the time I share this with you, but you'll see this one day, one way or another. I'm not sure when I'll give it to you, but I want you to promise me one thing: that when you have a little girl or little boy of your own, you'll go back and read this. I wish I could go back in time and watch Grandmommy with me as a baby, because I could never understand how much she loved me until I had you, and I see her in a different light now because of it. I think you'll never understand how much I love you until you have your own children.
I will write on your birthdays, and I'm sure on many days in between when something inspires me. You always manage to inspire me, and there's so much to say to you, so I think this will be a robust collection. I love you, my amazing spitfire of a girl.
