Dear Ellery Jane,
Let me preface this by saying I know you can’t read. While I do believe that you are quite possibly one of the smartest kids to ever walk the planet I don’t however think you are scouring the internet for my blog posts 12 hours before you turn 3. In fact you are safely ensconced in your nursery upstairs sleeping away the last few hours of your two-year old year.
On this day three years ago your father, sisters and I had managed to devour more fried rice then humanly possible. We had toasted your impending arrival at the local Japanese Steakhouse (a tradition we had started the night before the birth of your eldest sister) and manged to stuff ourselves silly with Tereyaki chicken and one too many fried won tons as well. We sat around the Hibachi grill laughing hysterically at the antics of your 6 and 3-year-old sisters wondering what the table would look like with one more seat taken.
Ellery Jane our table is so beautifully set with you at it. You with your bright eyes, wild hair and crazy conversations. Tonight you told your gymnastics teacher that you were “feeling a tad ridicules” while doing a backward roll and we all exploded at the words that managed to come out of that little dynamite body of yours.
You my child are a forceful presence. You don’t shy away from a challenge and bring a zest for living rivaled by no one I have met.
I often pause and look at you to thank God for the gift of parenting a child so different from myself. I was such a pleaser as a kid. First to bed at night because it made my parents happy; always a smile on my face even in the darkest of days.
You on the other hand choose to embrace your sad days with straightforward honesty and your happy days are full of pleasure you take from your own doing.
Three is a good number Ellery. The third girl born shortly after her parents 33 birthday will no doubt have a fabulous third year.
Many adventures await you my darling but I know I don’t need to tell you that.
Your daddy and I love you so much. Go now and run into this your third year. Your daddy and I will be chasing after you.
Your one and only mama