Dear Imogene Blanche,
Two years ago this moment, Daddy and I were just minutes away from meeting you for the first time. You made a statement right away, and let us know that while you were gorgeous, you were going to make a name for yourself. Daddy would get to hold you for a few minutes, and then it would be a few hours before you were ready to come and be in mommy's arms. Funny, thinking about it now, maybe that's why you make me hold you all the time - making up for those first few hours! You have taught us so much about ourselves, and what it means to love with your whole, entire heart - every single ounce of it. You turned our little two, almost three-year-old, into the best big sister in the world (most of the time!). She loves you, and you love her, more than I ever dreamed you would. You remind me that life is not always what you plan it to be, but sometimes that it's just exactly the way it was supposed to be anyway. What a happy, loving and precious baby you are ... but now I guess you aren't a baby are you? A two-year-old! walking around the house in your pajamas that are way too big for you, with your purse on your arm, telling everyone 'bye' as you go off on your trip to the kitchen. You sit next to Lily and imitate every move she makes, but you also march to the beat of your own drum, and boy do you like making sounds! My heart is truly over-flowing with how cute you are in this age. We all love you more than you will ever know, and are so excited to watch all that you will do when you are "TCHU!"