For Grace

This is a post for Grace. A post for her to read one day and see why she is who she is. 

First off your name... your dad gave you the name Grace and a mighty fitting name it is. What's fun about your name is I see it ALL the time, and always in the best quotes and scriptures. Grace always means something wonderful. Your middle name Louise comes from your great grandma Louise and also from me, your mom. Even though someday you will be married and will lose Romney as your name, I like knowing you will keep a little bit of your mom with you. Also your great grandma Louise is amazing and could play skip-bo and make rice pudding like no one's business. And just so you know, I think I was always her favorite and she would be honored to know you were named after her (I'm sure you'll be your Nana Janell's favorite too). She raised 9 children and had spunk. Lastly, Romney well I didn't really have a choice in that matter, but I'm glad you get to have that name for a while. It's a strong name with a strong message and comes from a long line of strong, wonderful people. I hope you enjoy having it as much as I have.  

Second your personality... I'm starting to think you are going to have your daddy's brains and your momma's heart. You may not know this or refuse to see it until your older, but your daddy is smart. He thinks of everything and is so analytical. I'm starting to see the wheels in your head turning and you are VERY particular (just like your dad). You like things a specific way and don't like them to be interrupted, you've been that way since your were born. You are also very sweet, but also a little shy. That you have inherited from me. Your just starting to warm up to others and are getting used to having a lot of people around. You tend to throw a fit when there are a lot of people around, and I can totally understand you, but I've learned to love a crowd and I think you will too. You love a good cuddle and hand out smiles for free, we love you for that. 

Lastly, your looks... I include them last because I hope you grow up learning that looks don't count for much. You always confuse people, half of them say you look like me and half say you look like your dad. We think your a mix. You got my eye's, and your daddy's head for sure, the rest is still up in the air. Whoever you look like, we think your the cutest. 

Love you little Grace.