Dear Future Self,
Please remember. Please remember her toothy grin that she flashes every morning you go to get her from her crib. Please remember the way her hair, her beautiful red hair, sticks up in different places. Please remember how she smells. That wonderful indescribable baby smell.
And please remember her chunky thighs with all her rolls and hope that when she's older she loves the body God has given her.
Please remember how she sings to herself every time a song comes on and how she rocks like she's in a hard core metal band when she is really enjoying the music. And hope that in the future she is just as creative.
Please remember the sticky fingers and the baby food goo that ends up everywhere. Yes even in her eyebrows. Please remember how she squeals and tries to run away as you try to clean her up. And hope that she still has that zest for life in the future.
Please remember the snuggles. Oh yes the snuggles. How every fuzzy and furry thing she burrows into. How you kiss the top of her head as she snuggles into you. And hope that she finds someone that will hold her and care for her when she gets older.
Please remember her temper. Yes even that. Remember how she screeches whenever she doesn't get her way and growls at you when you try and change her diaper. And hope that one day she will channel all that passion and fire into making a difference in the world.
Please remember future self that time is fleeting. But also remember that she will always be your baby.