Dear Girlies, September and October have come and gone, and November is more than half over.  Fall is waning, but it's been a good one this year.  We've enjoyed the nice weather, the beautiful foliage (it's so much nicer here than it ever was in MS, and you love to rake up and jump in the vibrant leaves that have fallen), watching football games, playing soccer, birthdays, and all the fun little fall activities that we've done. Late last month, Daddy and I took Lilah and Ellie to the pumpkin patch.  That was the weekend Mere went to Chattanooga with Nana and Pop Pop to celebrate her birthday, so she missed our trip, but she had a fun trip all her own.  We try to go to the pumpkin patch every year, and we picked a wonderful day to go this year.  We had a wonderful time seeing all the animals in the barn and the larger livestock outside, playing in the corn crib, bouncing in the bounce houses, sliding down the huge slides, wandering through the corn maze, and riding the cow train.  We had so much fun and did so many things that we didn't make it out to the pumpkin field to pick pumpkins, but we found some nice ones in the farm shop to take home. Novletter1 Novletter2 Everyone had a pumpkin, even Mere. A few days later, you painted your pumpkins.  I think it worked out so much better than trying to carve them, and all three of you got to participate so I think you enjoyed it more. novletter3 Fall is our favorite season for so many reasons, and this year's has been no different.  We still have a little more to experience and it's full of events, like Janell's wedding and Thanksgiving. Winter will be here soon, perhaps we'll get a little bit of snow to play in.  We'll have to wait and see! I love you, girlies! Mama ________________________________________________________________ This post is one of several in a Letters to Our Daughters blog circle.  Please visit Jennifer Vititoe's blog and read the letter she's written to her daughters, then follow the circle around to each of the amazingly talented members of the group.  These ladies are awesome photographers and wonderful mothers, and you definitely don't want to miss their letters!

Letters to My Daughters | Fall Fun

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Dear Meredith, Ten years ago, you were born and I officially became a mommy. I remember the day I found out about you, and remember the days leading up to your birth.  When you decided it was time to be born, you didn't wait around at all.  My water broke at around 2:30-3ish that morning, and the doctor caught you a few hours later at 6:45. I remember the first time I saw you, all pink and small and beautiful.  You cried for a little while, then calmed and started studying the fuzzy shapes and shadows you could see. You came home with us a couple days later, and we started figuring out how to be a family. Feeding you was the easy part, figuring out why you would scream for hours every night even after you were fed, bathed, changed, swaddled, worn, swayed and shushed, driven around Starkville multiple times, and whatever else we tried to calm you was not as easy. We loved watching you figure things out, from rolling over, to sitting up, to walking, to reading (which we figure out you could do very well when you read the poster for Bridge to Terabithia at Blockbuster one night.  You were about three, and we figure you'd been able to read for a while before that but cleverly didn't let on).   We loved your first dance recital (you were the cutest, bossiest little bumble bee on the stage!), the artwork you brought home from school, and watching you grow into a beautiful little girl. And now, at ten years old, you are still beautiful, still very clever, and starting to realize your many talents.  You still love to read and dance.  You've discovered crafting, and will spend hours crocheting outfits on your doll and making bracelets for your classmates.  You were introduced to theatre over the past summer, and were bitten by the acting bug. You're enjoying school, even if it seems to be a bit boring at times.  You enjoy riding your bike and playing with friends.  You definitely have your own sense of style and aren't afraid to rock it. I have enjoyed being your mommy for the past ten years, and am looking forward to seeing how you grow in the upcoming years. I love you! Mommy mere ten mereslide

Letters to My Daughters | Happy Birthday Meredith!

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Dear Ellie, You are two years old. Two.  Whole.  Years. I have no idea how that happened. I remember the day you were born very clearly.  Your birth was different than your sisters'; you decided to come a little more gradually.  I'd been having painless contractions off and on for a few weeks before you were born, but the night before I was able to time them.  I gave up trying to figure out if they were just Braxton Hicks contractions, or if they were perhaps beginning labor contractions and went to sleep.  I didn't notice them the next morning when I woke up, but I felt differently.  Your grandmother says I was grouchier than normal, and that she thought something was going on when I fell asleep on the couch soon after I got up from bed.  I thought I was just tired. Contractions woke me up from my little cat nap on the couch.  They weren't terribly painful, more achy.   I realized that you were ready to meet the world about half an hour later when they became stronger and faster.  I texted your daddy telling him I wanted him home, got my water bottle, and made sure your sister was ready for school.  Daddy got home very quickly, and he put all of our stuff in the car.  Grandma realized then that you would be born soon, and helped make sure we have everything we would need at the hospital.  Then we dropped Lilah off at school, and drove to the hospital. You were born at 2:45, after a smooth, uncomplicated labor. 2013-09-13_0001 And now, two years later, you've become a sweet, smart little girl who's quickly figuring out how things work and what things mean. You're already asserting your self and your preferences in food, activities, and even fashion.  You're beginning to realize that you are your own person, but you still love to cuddle and be carried.  Toddlerhood is an interesting time that, thankfully, you won't remember too much about but the things you're learning and experiencing now will help shape you later on. We didn't do much for your birthday this year.  We went to visit your great grandmother the day before, and weren't sure we were going to be back home.  So, we didn't plan anything special.  Sorry.  We met your Nana and Pop Pop at a local buffet restaurant for lunch, then went back to their house to visit for a while.  Nana had a cake and candles for you, and we all crowded around their table and sang to you while you just looked at the candles funny.   Ellie birthday Then you ate cake. Ellie birthday 2 I think you liked it.  :) And now, sweet Ellie, I'm going to write down the things you are doing and like the most. Maybe one day you'll find these things neat.  :) I love you, my little two year old! Mommy Ellie at Two Years: Words: Mama, Dada, Lilah (sounds kinda like ryra), Mere Mere (meh meh), Pop Pop, Nana (only when she's not listening), mine (you use that one a LOT), stuck, shoes, hat, duck (used for all birds, but you know a duck when you see one), phone (sounds like bone), bowl, cup, butt (also used for bus and bug), Cat/Kitty, doggie, stop, gone, cheese, apple, nana (for banana), juice, thank you, no, that, this, what is it, what's that, book, ball, mouse, ow/owie, and several others.  Plus, you're learning more every day. Food: Cheese, apples, carrots, sweet peppers, broccoli, pasta, tomatoes, pickles, hot dogs, green beans, chips and salsa, guacamole, roasted brussels sprouts, crackers, cookies, chocolate chips, jelly beans, apple juice, salad, pepperoni, tater tots, french fries, and lots more that I'm just not thinking of right now. Activities: Dancing (you're in Mommy and Me at the dance studio this year), drawing, singing, reading books, playing with Lego, cuddling, rolling/kicking/throwing balls, going on walks, climbing on things, playing with your sisters, playing toddler apps on my phone Color:  You don't seem to show a preference yet, but you did pick out some nice sparkly pink sneakers at Target the other day. Stats: Weight: 22.5 lbs Height: 33" Teeth: 15.5 (one of your canine teeth just broke through) Eyes: Blue Hair: Blonde, wispy, gently curly, to your shoulders

Letters to my Daughters | Happy Birthday Ellie!

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Dear Meredith, When you were little, you liked to dance.  So, I signed you up for dance lessons.  You loved dance class and your teacher, Ms. Allison.  Your first recital was awesome, and you were the cutest little bumble bee on the stage. When we moved, you stopped taking dance.  We tried a studio that some of our friends here recommended, but for some reason you didn't like it and chose to stop taking classes. But you didn't stop dancing. About year ago, I watched you dancing in the living room, and asked if you wanted to take lessons again.  You said you were going to ask me later on if you could, so I started looking for a studio that had space and would place you by your ability. The first class you tried was going too fast for you to keep up.  It had been a while since you had taken a class, but the instructor saw your ability and suggested trying a lower level to ease you back into form.  You were horribly upset.  You're so ambitious and strict with yourself that you'd thought you'd failed and didn't want to consider anything different.  You tried to tell me that it was not big deal, and that you really didn't care. But you did.  You were so upset, and people usually don't get that upset over things they don't care about. Once you realized this, took a breath, and let go, you went back and tried again. And you danced. DSC_4122 One Two The Spring Recital was a couple of weeks ago, and I was so happy to see you, my little dancer, up there on stage.  I loved watching you during the Christmas ballet, too, but the big made it through the year.  You enjoyed it, and have learned from it.  You set your sights on the next level, and you got there.  Next year, you'll be in the class level you originally tried this year, plus you'll be able to take a couple of other classes.  You didn't fail at met Disappointment, you shook its hand, and you left it behind. 2013-06-11_0002 2013-06-11_0003 2013-06-11_0004 You'll run into Disappointment again, many times.  Always remember that at first, Disappointment makes you miserable, but what matters is how you deal with it.  You can let it get to you, or you can find a way around it.  There are many roads to get somewhere; some are well paved highways and others are paths of trampled grass.  Don't discount any of them. 2013-06-11_0001 When you feel sad, dance.  When you're happy, dance.  Just keep dancing. ~Mommy _______________________________________________________________ This month, follow the link to Laura Mood's post to her daughter.  Then, follow the links around the circle.  Over the past few months, these talented ladies have shared beautiful images and letters to their little girls, and you're missing out if you don't visit their pages.

Letters to My Daughters | Dance

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