I can't wait to watch Avery grow. I wonder what she'll be good at, what she'll struggle with, what she'll like and dislike... I wonder what traits she'll inherit from Erich and what she'll get from me. I hope she is patient like her Mommy. I hope she has her Daddy's sense of humor. And please Lord, let her have his metabolism!
My Dad handed down the love of music to me. He plays the guitar and sings just like James Taylor (which is probably why JT is my favorite!). And my mom helped encourage it in me through years of singing with me in the car on the way to and from school when I was a kid. And later, by tolerating hours of listening to me play the piano and the guitar (which wasn't always pleasant, I'm sure). I will love watching Avery's gifts and talents develop, no matter what they are. But selfishly, I hope and pray she has the music gene. Erich jokes that he can already tell she's going to have a beautiful voice because even her little cry is so sweet. No matter what she takes an interest in, music or not, I'm so excited to see who this little person turns out to be. The journey is so much fun...
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