Dear Amy at 3,
We are quite the interesting individual at this stage in our life. You may be aware that our first word was chocolate, but I want you to know that this does not mean you should consume every piece you get your hands on.
This year for Halloween you will be a handmade Tinkerbell. It doesn’t look anything similar to Peter Pan’s fairy once you are older and have a better understanding of Disney characters, but there are some great pictures. For instance, there is one where we are proudly standing on a counter in Mama and Papa’s old kitchen with the yellow and puke green wallpaper that should have only existed in the seventies. Speaking of their house, I compel, no… I beg you to spend as much time as possible with/in/around the red shag carpet covered pillars. They will disappear behind a wall one day and you will miss them regardless of how grotesque they really are.
Little baskets from Auntie Marla with goodies inside will be a thing for holidays for a little while, but don’t get too used to them. Also – a man will enter Mom’s life and he will buy you a plastic kitchen – don’t get too attached to this either. In fact, at this age don’t get attached to anything because everything is going to change soon. Some for the better and some for the worse, but what you need to know is that we will be alright. Mom will be alright. The only thing that won’t be alright are those weird pillars that are not seen in any pictures for some reason. Someone really should have thought about finding a way to archive them for posterity sake.
Las thing for now, don’t get ambitious about your height. We are going to be here for a while.
-A
A. N. Stetzl 