My dearest Sam,
11!
11 really feels like a growing up age for me, and you def are starting to look so much more grown up.
I love watching you become a growing up person.
You’ve really grown into yourself this year, trying all kinds of new things. Auditioning for solos (and getting them), working on plays in drama club, doing awesome at school, making new friends and coming out of what was a pretty shy shell previously.
The world is lot different than when I was 11, but it makes me so happy to see you chatting away with friends on the phone for hours, just like I started to do at the same age.
As you grow I hope you continue to be the intuitive, empathetic, bright, sassy girl you’ve always been.
Love you,
Mom
