My Dearest Sydney:
Today you dressed yourself for the first time. You picked out your own clothes, you put them on with almost no help, and you were proud as a pumpkin of it all.
You also peed in my dining room and made a giant mess, but I digress.
I am not sure how I am supposed to handle all of this independence and learning by you. Your little brother is 10 weeks old today and already he is smiling and doing stuff that I would not have expected; between the two of you I am starting to feel old and tired in the wake of your growth.
In any case, I am so very proud of you.