For Buggy

I’ve always dreamed of you.  One little girl to call my very own. I thought you’d be just like me, look like me, act like me. And every day I look at you, you’re just like your Dad. The laugh, the attitude (and yes at 9 months you have one!), the looks – they are all your daddy. You’re so lucky. I’m so lucky.

 I’m so glad you’re not like me. You’re you. And you’re perfect.