Last year I didn’t know how to say much except EYES and BALL. This year I want to tell you about Peppa Pig and Bunka beds and all my ‘portant things that I have on my bunka beds. This year I have become a bit bossy (according to Mummy, I’ve no idea what she’s talking about). I really love telling you what to do and where to play. I love hanging out with you, I love it when you spin me round faster faster faster. I love our book cuddles at night and our 11 cuddles. 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10 …11! I love fixing things and all your tools. Your screwdriver is one of my ‘portant things. Thank you for loving me and Mummy really well.
Daddy, there is a new person here now. He’s small and smiley and I love him very much. Sometimes I hit him and make him cry and sad. I’m sorry. He’d like to say something to you too.
Daddy. Daddy. Daddy. Daddy. I love you. Daddy daddy daddy. Look at my tongue. Daddy. Cuddle. Daddy. Cuddle. Daddy. I love when you come home. I love crawling over to you with my big fat grin. I love smiling. Smiling is my favourite. Smiles. Daddy daddy daddy. I love you and I love smiling at everyone. Did you know that people are really funny. Really funny. So are you.
We love you so much Daddy. Sorry for being annoying sometimes (Mummy told us to say that.)
Thank you for making pancakes for us every Saturday, thank you for making us laugh, thank you for helping us sleep, thank you for not throwing us in the bin when we make bad choices, thank you for patiently explaining life to us.
We think you are the bestest Daddy in the whole wide world.