Tomorrow is your second Thanksgiving. Last Thanksgiving, you were so fussy. You were crying and wouldn't stop. Mommy and Daddy tried to hold you, feed you, but nothing we did could stop you from crying. Then when we got home, you were as happy as could be. You laughed for no reason at all. I was thankful for that.
This Thanksgiving, we are doing a road trip. Early tomorrow morning, we are driving up North to Dublin to visit Jasmine, Trinity and Talvin's cousins. It'll be a very long ride, approximately 6 hours and 19 minutes according to googlemap. Then hopefully, we can make it to Hearst Castle on Saturday, stop by Morro Bay, then back down to Santa Barbara and home on Sunday. Let's see how much we get done. Either way, it's going to be fun.
Lauren, Mommy is so proud of you. I love the person that you are. You know how to sa-toot, blow your nose, hug, give kisses, blow kisses, know where your belly button feet nose and eyes are, dance and jump, respond to your age, give high fives, say no, mommy, daddy, ma-yeh, ta ta, je je, doggie, yummy yum, mum mum and a whole slew of other things I probably forgot. I am so thankful for you. You are my world, my love, my life.
I love you always.
Mommy
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