Dear Dash: Twenty Three Months

Dear Dash,

Your words as of late-
test-mony: testimony
sa-ca-ment: sacrament
bree-king bed: broken bread
tinker: tanker
pow: plow
quarger: quarter
papa: grandpa
sop: stop
hooway: hooray

You are a pro at checking out books at the library! 

you have your own little christmas tree with child friendly ornaments

you learned to tuck in your blanket

you request to be a cat at least once a week

you still love dogs

and any stuffed animal 

you went to your first BYU women's soccer game

you love the stray "kiggy" that comes by the house

you had fun with your cousin over thanksgiving break

and seeing aunt emily

and your great-grandparents

and your uncle scott

you helped "rake" the leaves

and play piano

and got to play with the dogs that grandma was watching

we put up our big christmas tree two days after thanksgiving!

you had your first starfruit

and enjoyed the fall rain 

you don't need glasses, but it was sure cute to see you try them on!

Rhetorically,
Rebekah