Dear Avie,
I can’t wait until the day that we get to go out and play.
We used to play outside all the time.
Together in the dirt.
Bubba always tried to steal your watermelon away.
Most of the time you would feed it to him anyways.
The umbrella would be up so that the sun wouldn’t be in your face.
The music blaring from inside the house.
Melodies flowing through the window pane.
While sitting down on your mat we would eat and play.
All the while swatting the mosquitos away.
You would crawl off the mat onto the tall green grass.
Making your way towards the baby pool.
I never hovered over you.
I let you go out and explore.
Kids are supposed to get dirty.
That’s what clean clothes are for.
Xoxo- Mommy
