Throwback to the acrostics I wrote for my kiddos. Still very relevant. Maybe I should challenge myself to adapt as they grow :)

Curls of gold bounce as she wiggles Over, under, around - climbing everything. Let her be, watch, adore her Endless energy Twirling, spinning, composing original Tunes that narrate every move and thought Ever and always my baby girl

What will he be? Is he a charmer like his daddy? Level- headed like his mommy? Lavishing lovies like his sister? Is he the sensitive soul of his namesake? All that he becomes, he will be My little one whom I adore