Dear Little Monkey,
Happy birthday! You turn three today. Daddy thinks you are the cutest child of all. Your sister is the smartest and your brother is the most like daddy. But you are the most adorable. Every time I see you, I want to pick you up and hug you to infinity and beyond. You are that adorable.
You are finally in your daddy stage. You still prefer mommy at night, but during the day, you want daddy to play with you all the time. And playing with you is very different than playing with your brother. Very different. And it involves placing hair clips and fake ear rings on daddy’s head. Thank goodness I can’t fit in your sister’s princess dresses. Not that I tried or anything.
You are also in your baby stage. You like to call yourself baby, cuddle up in daddy’s arm, and tell daddy to kiss baby. And then there are times when you pretend you are your brother’s little bunny. You and your brother are so cute when you two play well together. If only the two of you could play like that all the time. More than five minutes would be nice.
You have also become quite the liar in the family. It is a skill you have mastered well. And you lie all the time. Sometimes you would sneak up into daddy’s office and climb on daddy’s lap. Daddy asks why are you up here and you would reply with, “Mommy told me to.” And then there are times when you do something wrong and you deny doing it even though daddy saw you do it. You are going to be so much trouble when you become a teenager. I can hardly wait.
Even though you are far from being perfect, you bring a smile to daddy’s face every time I see you. Daddy loves you very much. Happy birthday, Little Monkey.