Thanksgivingish, 2020
Alana, I appreciate that your primary love language is touch. I can get on board with all the hugging and 20-rapid-kisses-in-a-row vibe you have going on. Your favorite thing ever is to sit and watch TV while holding my hand, or watching TV and using your daddy as a giant pillow.
Alana, I appreciate that you say: “I’m just choking!” Instead of “I’m just joking”. And we all go along with your improper word choice because it’s just too funny.
Alana, I dig that you love stuffed dogs. Between your Paw Patrol dogs, Our Generation dogs, my random but darling TY beanie baby collection from 20
years ago that you’ve appropriated, and all stuffed animal dogs of other varieties, our home is full of love for dogs. And when you insist on taking “The Whole Family” with us wherever we go, it’s both sweet and stressful, because you can’t leave any of the sisters, brothers, or mom or dad behind.
Alana, I appreciate that you don’t hold anything against me.
Not yet, anyway. I hope you’ll always be as forgiving and loving as you are now.
We love you.
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