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When I was only 2 years old,
You walked in to my life.

When I had no one else,
To stand by Myside.

When I was a abandoned child,
Who's parents weren't around,
Who didn't want to be, a mom,
And a dad, you desided to take the job.
You were the one to raise me, the one
To teach me, the one to love me,
The one care for me.
When nobody else wanted me,
You where the one who took me.

Most of my good childhood memories,
Where of you and me. And the ones I can't remember,
You tell me the stories. You told me about the days,
You taught me how to walk, to leave the crawling behind,
When you taught me how to use the big girl potty, to throw the diapers away.
When you gave me my first sip of juice from your cup, we didnt need the bottles or sippy cups.
When you brought me nem nems and bar bursts, and shared them with me.
When you picked me up from pre k on those first few days, and helped me learn my abcs and 123s.
When you taught me how to ride my first bike, and then was there when we took the training wheels off too.
When you taught me how to swim, and how to dive too,how to throw a basketball and make it in the hoop. How to do karate, and how to spell because.

I remember my very first day at school, kindergarten came so fast.
You woke up early, to watch me get ready, and picked me up that afternoon.
Asking so many questions about my day, and smiling as I told you.

I remeber all the times, I rode around with you,
In that big purple truck singing along with you.
Eating combos and drinking juice, after you picked me up from school.
Helping me learn my words , and studying too.
Brushing my hair and tucking me in at night.
Telling me how much you loved me, and kissing me good night.
Checking for monsters under the bed, and the closet, again and again.
Letting me sleep with you, when I was scared.
Not listening to my parents, who told you not to.

I remember you going to teacher meetings, and confrenses, and meeting my friends,
And eating lunch with me. I remember you going to karate classes, and how much you smiled when I got my white belt. I remember when you where there for every play, every award ceromony.

I remember so many memories, and they were of you and me.

2 going on 18.

Your still in all the good memories.