Garden

Lyla, you and Mama worked hard this year and planted a garden. You two have been so excited going up to the garden and checking it out each night. Every time there's something new to be picked, you come charging downstairs (I'm usually playing guitar) and declare, "Best. News. Ever!" and then show me whatever new thing has grown that you've picked. I love you excitement. But, I think my favorite part is watching you and Mama holds hands while you walk up to the garden. Your Mama loves you so much and it's such a joy to see the two of you together. I don't know if anything makes me happier than seeing the two of you happy together. I love you both.