little bitty girl

My beloved Ryo,

You turned two this week. I missed calling you, I know, Godmama is bad sometimes like that. Please know though that you are never far from my mind. If you look under my categories "Lurves", you can see that you make up for most of that category.

Two years ago you were born.

I cannot imagine my life without you. You are so far away, but I still cherish every accomplishment you make. Every smile, every new word, every new act, every weird smile, I think of you in awe, how lucky I am to have been named as one of your godparents. What did I ever do to deserve that honour? Your mama's kindness plays a big part in it. God knows, I wouldn't pick me as a godmother.

You visited me this summer. You are such a big girl now, not the little baby you used to be. You have a personality of your own. You are funny, stubborn, sarcastic, acerbic, full of joy and laughter. You are charming and delightful. I can hardly believe you exist in my world. You're so funny in your possessiveness of your mama. When Jenna and I teased you how your mama used to belong to us before you were born, you stubbornly held on to her and declared her "mine!". Uncle Stefan (aka "Uncle Maow Maow") still repeats all the funny things you say.

At such a young age, you already show such exemplary taste. We took you to Holt Renfrew, and you said "Nuh-uh!" to every lower end shoe line that I was trying. For you, only Guccis, Manolos and Louboutins received your seal of approval. What can I say? I like your style. I just like you.

I cannot say that I will be the best godmother. I will always be impractical. After all, you have an ongoing "Paris" fund from me. You won't ever be able to ever come to me for "motherly" advice (Thank goodness you have the best mother ever!) but you can always count on me to be there. I will be the godmother who takes you shopping for your first non-practical bra, a first visit to the ballet, a shoe shopping trip in Paris. At the end of the day, if you don't want to ever do any of these things, I will be happy just to have you in my life.

I love you, baby girl..

Love,

Aunty Karen