You came into my life when you were still just a baby. You were the cutest little girl I had ever seen. I remember telling my friends how beautiful you were, with that curly brown hair and those long eyelashes. You were such a daddy’s girl and you had him wrapped around your cute little finger. I loved watching him with you. It was so clear how much he loved you.
It took a few times meeting me before you were comfortable, but then you warmed up to me. You would let me hold your hand as you were learning to walk. I would read stories to you. You loved watching Caillou and eating puffs. I remember when we took you trick or treating for the first time. You wore a Tinker Bell costume, and really had no idea what was going on, but you sure loved the candy.
I remember feeding you ice cream for the first time. You were in heaven! You made hilarious faces that we captured on camera. Vanilla ice cream is still your favorite. I also remember giving you spaghetti for the first time. We dressed you in just a diaper and bib, because we knew the mess you would make. We also captured this moment on camera. You still love looking at those pictures, and I love that I was able to be there for those moments.
I loved shopping for clothes for you. Daddy was kind of clueless in that department, so I got to have all the fun. I bought everything pink and frilly, and filled your drawers with hair bows. I remember taking you to get pictures taken at the mall, and I dressed you in a pink gingham dress and matching shoes. I put a little pink bow in your hair. You looked adorable. Those pictures are still some of my favorites of you. You pick out your own clothes now, so we get to have fun shopping together.
You have been dancing since you were three. You have taken gymnastics, jazz, and now hip-hop too. It has been so fun watching you grow and improve. You have always loved showing us your new moves, practicing them in the living room. I am so glad that I’ve been able to take you to some of your classes over the years. I promise that I never take those moments for granted, as your stepmom. Daddy and I love going to your dance recitals every year. You never stop smiling on stage. We love that about you. I hope that never changes.
I feel so lucky that I am able to be a stay at home mom, so that I can spend the summers with you and your brothers. I got to take you to your first soccer camp, and see your love for the sport grow. You are so fast and aggressive! And that smile never leaves your face while you’re on the field. Your love of life is one of my favorite things about you.
You were so excited when your Daddy and I announced that we were having a baby. You wished for a little sister, but were so happy when your little brother arrived. You immediately took on the role of my helper. You were only five at the time, but you wanted to help with everything, from baths to diaper changes, to feeding. And I loved letting you help. You were a little mama right from the start.
When your second little brother arrived, you were a pro. I remember that summer, and feeling pretty overwhelmed with taking care of four kids. You were my saving grace. Without being asked, you would pack up the diaper bag before we had to go out. You would help your brother get his shoes on. You would run off a checklist before we left, making sure that we didn’t forget anything. You loved being my right-hand girl, and I really don’t know what I would have done without you.
Being your stepmom is one of the greatest joys of my life. You make me proud every second of every day. You are the most loving, caring, happy-go-lucky little girl I’ve ever met. You are the best big sister in the world, and your brothers love you something fierce. I will forever be grateful for the way you treat them. I promise that I will ALWAYS be here for you, sweet girl. Thank you for making me a stepmom.