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You Grow Up a Little More Each Day

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By Tiffany Frederick

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My girl, my firstborn, my goodness you seem so much older than four.

I am in awe of you every day, my sweet baby girl.

You are truly growing up right before my eyes.

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Some mornings it seems as though you grew leaps and bounds overnight.

Just the other day you woke up and walked out of your room and down the hallway . . . coming around the corner, you suddenly seemed so much taller, your hair longer, and all the wheels of your mind already turning a mile a minute.

In reality, each and every day you show us how much you are growing.

How brave you can be climbing or jumping out of trees.

Swinging higher and higher reaching for the tops of the trees to see the whole neighborhood from our backyard.

Taking on learning how to ride a bike—without hesitation and instead with great confidence.

I have had the pleasure and task of finding new ways to challenge your mind.

Leaning on our friends who are educators for their advice and fun activities.

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But it has given me a front-row seat to see how much you know and absorb every day.

I have had the joy of watching you be kind to your brother.

Taking the time to show him how to draw or do his worksheet or sing the ABCs with him.

Your imagination is fluid and always in action. Dreaming up new ways to play with toys and things that aren’t toys, but you always find the magic.

Just when I think I cannot take it anymore that my baby girl is getting so big, you kindly give my heart a break—when you climb onto my lap and let me fold my arms around you.

You are beautifully and wonderfully made.

You are a dreamer.

Your humor and laughter are contagious.

Your vivid memory is astonishing.

You are one vibrant, smart, and kind person.

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You do and will continue to achieve wonderful things and make your mark on this world.

You inspire your momma to be the best I can be.

The two gifts you give me daily are when we tuck you in at night and you squeeze me close and say, “Cannot wait for the morning and our devotions with the sunrise. Love you, MomMom.” Then in the morning when you greet me with your sleepy little self and snuggle up on the couch waiting for the sun to rise and greet the new day ahead.

I pray I will always be able to cherish and remember these moments with 4-year-old you and embrace you as you grow up.

Love,
MomMom

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Tiffany Frederick

Tiffany is a mother of three littles who resides in Leesburg, Virginia with her husband Casey. She loves finding ways to connect with people and making memories with her family. As a working from home Mom running her own real estate business and teaching preschool to her two older littles her life is very full. Tiffany shares her life journey and the commitment to taking on the daily challenge of living presently - on the blog Not Lucky Simply Blessed.

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