You are my big girl.
To be honest, it's a big one for me too. I am so proud of the little girl you have become. You're my best friend and just like me. Your feelings get hurt very easily, you always know where you are going, you like to be in charge and be the boss, and you are so smart.
This year we decided to put you in pre-K at Bullard where I teach. You were 3 for a couple weeks, so that makes you the youngest student in class. Your teacher bragged on you, telling me she couldn't believe you weren't quite 4. She said she had several 4 years olds whom she thought were younger than you. This made us very proud.
It's amazing how much you've already learned at school. You sing songs, sound words out, and tell all kinds of stories about your day at school. Your teacher has learned that you aren't much of a nap-taker.
You really love your little sister. You love to baby-talk with her and make her laugh. Other than that you don't have much to do with her. Of course, she can't color or play with Barbies and babies, and that's all you seem to want to do these days.
We love you so much. It's an honor to be your Mother. Love you more than you know.