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Letter to Lacey: Thirty Four Months

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You ran in from outside and asked for your hat.

“Mama, I need my hat!”

I told you where to find it, and you ran around in a hurry trying to get it as fast as you possibly could.

With it clutched in your hands, you quickly ran for the door. “Kissy?” I asked.

You took a moment to plant a kiss on me, and then headed hastily for the door. “Love you Lacey!” I yelled after you.

I heard your footsteps down the hallway, until all of a sudden they stopped and they started heading back my way.

You poked your little head around the corner and declared, “Mama. I love you so much!”

And off you went.

I love you Lacey. We love you. xx

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