Denial.

Dear Ellie,

Yesterday I folded up all your tiny little newborn onesies, stacked them in a pile, and put them away for your hypothetical future baby brother or sister. You've outgrown your first size! How is this possible?? I'm not ready for you to go to college yet! (By the way, Daddy and I have already decided that we'll just move to whatever city you choose to study in, so don't you worry – we've got you covered).

You are all smiles and giggles these days. You especially like playing airplane with daddy. Today while he picked you up and zoomed you through the air you let out the loudest, cutest laugh! You get really frustrated after a minute or so on your tummy, because you really want to fly. You begin kicking your legs and squirming across the floor in an attempt to go somewhere. Poor baby.

You'll get there soon! We believe in you!

Love,

Mommy