We Need to Talk…
Dear Mom and Dad,
Can we talk?
Sometimes life can get crazy and complicated, for everyone, even us babies. There are always decisions to make, and then… we live with the decisions we make. Like to play with a yellow ball, or not. Maybe red instead. No, it is not always easy, and not always fun, but that is when Poppy’s half full theory comes in. Here at camp this is what I learned. Poppy say’s the glass is always half FULL! (he say’s momma will remember this from when she was small and he always kept us together and smiling)
So when you feel like your glass is half empty Mom and Dad, Poppy, who nibbles away at his worries…says… keep on nibbling…
Nibble, Nibble, Nibble! Well, when you really want something…. and you are patient, and smart… Poppy says, keep your eye on the prize….
Poppy says – eventually we get what we are after – so long as we keep nibbling away… I believe him. Do you remember when Nana said I was your POG. I am your little pot of gold, I am waiting to be in your arms here in Michigan. No matter how long it takes, or how they change your plans. I am the pot of gold sitting at the end of the rainbow. HOW DO I KNOW THIS… WELL LOOK below… Poppy is right…. I “nibbled, and nibbled” at trying to crawl. Next thing I knew, I was A MOVIN’!
I can’t believe this… not only a little yellow ball, but look at all the things I can do… (and think of all the things we will do)
You will have made your promises all good,
and you will have given me the life you always dreamed of,
before you know it you daddy and I will be on our own feet!
HEY AM I ON TWO FEET?
WOO WOO! Poppy was right, and look at all the amazing things in store for me!
Look at my Baby Pot Of Gold, it is truly amazing. Just like your POG, ‘me”, full of amazing things and worth every single “nibble” it takes to get back to me. So, for today, please know this pot of gold knows some days are harder than others, and there are some things you think you may never get though… but AT CAMP NANA, it is my experience that the glass IS half full, even when you think it is empty. THERE IS A POT OF GOLD, and Nana and Poppy with all the other campers are hangin with me, waiting for you to nibble your way home! Today and always, I am your Little Miss Adorable, your daughter, your pot of gold,