Malea is my daughter. I’ve never experienced as strong a bond, as close a feeling, or as intense a love for anyone before. I always thought I understood the definition of love, but now I realize the true power such a simple word can possess. Malea has shown me no matter what bad there might be in the world; I should always be grateful to have her. It is a feeling inexplicable with human language.
Malea will be almost three at the time of this post. I look forward to the days when she will be in school, meeting new friends, developing her social skills, and asking me hundreds of questions, all beginning with the word “Why?”. When I speak about this with others who have older children, they always tell me “Be careful what you wish for!”. I have sincerely enjoyed the toddler years, however I am eager to see what type of personality she will develop.
Some of Malea’s favorite hobbies include going to Chuck E Cheese’s, swinging and sliding at the park, having her fingernails and toenails painted, and riding in the car listening to music. She watches a lot of Wiggles, Backyardigans, and Mickey on the television. Malea is extremely well-behaved and gets along nicely with everyone she meets.