Dear Little Prince,
You are three! Three!!! When? How? Where? I think scientists should study life in the kingdom to determine how to replicate time travel, because time is travelling faster than should be possible. It is doing the laws of physics and nature and definitely the local speed limit.
To start, I should apologize for the tardiness of this letter. I know you don’t care, and I have more excuses than would fit on this page because life in the toddlerocracy is chaos at the best of times, but you still deserve better, and will try to do better in the future.
Now that I’ve gotten that out of the way, on to the good stuff…
I am so proud of you! I craft words for fun and have nothing in my arsenal that comes close to accurately describing how amazing you are. The conversations we have. Your endless curiosity about the world around you. The speed with which you picked up using the potty. Your empathy. The way you are able to cope with and enjoy the seemingly adventures in the Kingdom. Your silliness.
Oh my, the silliness. The giggles. The laughter. The dimples and mirth. There is nothing more restorative in this world than hearing your laugh.
Thank you for your patience as the Queen and I continue to learn our parenting roles. I fear you will need to also continue being patient for the rest of your life, but I know you will do so with aplomb. That’s just who you are. You can count on us to keep striving for our best as we learn and adapt. It’s an ever changing journey for all of us.
Except, of course, for the one constant: we will always love you.
You won’t ever have to worry about that and hopefully you won’t ever have to worry about anything too serious. Keep on playing. Keep on laughing. Keep on being amazing. I know, I know, that’s all like telling the sun to keep on shining. You are who you are: amazing.
I love you, kiddo!
Daddy / the Jester / Matticus