You may be the next coming of Forrest Gump. And as my child, you WILL watch that movie at some point in your childhood (or it will be on cable a billion times and you'll see it there). Anyway, I don't mean you'll have an IQ of 75 (I hope not) or that you'll be a kick returner for the University of Alabama. No - but you like running. Everywhere. Tonight, just for kicks, you decided to run to the end of the street and back. I'm thankful that right now my walking stride matches your fastest run, but you are a quick little thing. Everywhere Forrest went he ran - I think you'd do the same if we let you.
I wouldn't mind if you became insanely rich like Gump and we didn't have to worry about money anymore. Please, by all means be like him in that regard, too. But I do wonder what you'll grow up to be one day. Are you going to be an accountant? You are really into counting and organizing right now. Will you be a teacher? You're already good at telling me to stop talking when you're trying to watch Sofia the First. Dietitian like your mom? Higher education professional like dad? If you keep on your current track, I wonder if there is a lucrative career in putting together puzzles? An engineer! Perfect!
It's exciting and scary to think about the potential you have, mainly because I don't want to think about you growing up yet. I like my cute, little, curious, energetic, imaginative Maddie. I like that you want to cuddle on the couch when you're sleepy or some in to our room in the morning to sleep for the last hour or so. I don't enjoy the feet in the stomach when you sleep sideways, but I digress. I want to keep you this age forever, but with each new age I like you even more.
So, keep on getting older, but feel free to take your time doing it. Unlike you're running fascination, no need to go too fast!
Love, Daddy
