Seven. I can hardly believe it. Somehow you keep growing right before my eyes taller every day, and your loud, joyful laugh fills every room. You shine, Jayda, not just because of your beautiful long, curly hair, but because of the way you bring joy and energy wherever you go. Your pants are basically for one day use, given all the time you spend sliding and crawling as part of your play time.
This year, you learned to swim without your life vest, ride a bike, and embraced reading. I love watching you take so much pride and accomplishment as you have learned. You and Jayden have shared so many sweet moments together, playing with Magna-Tiles or building forts together, or looking over each other’s shoulders at a book.
You were especially welcoming for little Logan when he came into our home. The way you cared for him showed such big-sister love- joyful, and full of heart.
My prayer for you this year is that you’ll keep learning how to navigate those big feelings that sometimes seem bigger than you are, and that you’ll discover how strong and kind you can be even when plans change, or things don’t go perfectly, or friends don’t follow your leadership. And please keep giving those running hugs that fill people up with love, but give them a heads up, especially if they are over 75, so you don’t knock them over! The world needs every single one of them.
I am so proud to be your dad.
Love,
Dada
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