Dearest Lola,
We had our first girls’ night. You won’t remember it because you are only sixteen months old.
We got dressed up and went to a wedding reception then we came home and ate graham cracker/chocolate frosting sammys. You picked your purple-penguin fuzzy pajamas and giggled and squirmed while I put them on you.
Then we read a story about what snowmen do at night.
You gave Ashes a big kiss and hug goodnight.
I wrote this down because I didn’t want to forget how much fun we had tonight, just us girls.
Love,
Mommy
And it just gets better and better, trust me. Wait until the two of you hit your first broadway play or you find that she actually LIKES shopping with you. It's bliss, I tell you. Bliss.
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