To Tye, at 16 months

Dear Tye,
Um, maybe I need to check, but I thought I just wrote your 15 month letter yesterday.  Seriously, where did the time go?  At least a month's time helps explain how you sprouted up seemingly overnight.  A couple days ago, I looked at you in Daddy's arms in awe of your lanky limbs stretching half his body length.  When I fold your clothes, I think These are big girl clothes, but Tye will grow into them.  But then I realize you already fill them out nicely.  Last week at GG and PaPa's Florida house, you saw a photo of yourself just days old and said "Baby!" as you pointed to it.  I know I was there- I took that photo- but it's hard for me to remember you being so small.  

As you grow, you continue to amaze me with what you learn.  You're fascinated with birds, apparently just having realized recently that they, too, are animals.  When you see them, you call out "Buh!  Buh!" and slap your outer thigh to call them to you, just as you've seen me call Mico and Ziggy so often.  The birds may not come to you, but at home, Ziggy does, and your face lights up like Time Square.  


You have 11 teeth; you love reading books, dancing to music, smelling the daffodils on our mantle, and swinging at the playground; and we just learned that your hair curls up in the humidity.  Just one more reason to look forward to this summer with you.  Until then, I'll be cherishing every single day of spring we have together.  I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you.


Love, Mama