On Your Third Birthday (Nov 10, 2006)
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My Dearest Roo,
In times like these I stop and pause to consider these past three years with you.
I think about the day you were born and the way you gazed into my eyes
and the day you first laughed and I thought my heart would burst from the joy of you.
I think about you growing up and who you will be and all the questions you will have...
deep and difficult questions like,
"mummy, why did you let me chew on the dog toys?"
and "why did you always seem to delight on balancing things on my head ?"
"why the rattles,
and eggs,
and ribbons,
and that cup that made me look like a small shriner?"
"And I want to know why you delighted in the close-ups of me in which I looked a bit tipsy?"
"or smushed?"
"and mummy, why did you run for your camera whenever I had a bad hair day?"
and Roo, because I love you my dear, I will sit down and gently caress your hair,
and I will look deep into your eyes and tell you the truth,
"My darling girl, all that does not matter now,
what matters is that Mummy has the pictures."
and what more could anyone want?
I love you my peach!
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