A/N: My son starts school this coming Wednesday and I'm feeling a little sad for me but also pretty excited for him. Guess my real life is influencing Booth and Brennan. Aren't they lucky?
Dear Bones,
So our girl survived her first day of school, huh? I knew she would be great, but I could tell you were worried. Luckily for us and her, she's got a nice balance of both of us, which I love. She ought to be running that place by the end of the year.
And don't think I didn't see those tears in your eyes, Bones. Hell, I had a few myself. Nothing to be ashamed of, it's a little sad to see your babies growing up. But grow up they do, and we can only pray (okay, I'll pray) that they've taken our advice to heart and learned how to use it to be the best people they can be. And I think Lizzie has done that, and that she'll be just fine.
She's a wonderful girl, a lot like her mother. It still floors me to see a tiny little version of you with my eyes walking around, saying cute things that make me laugh and reading text books like they're Dr. Seuss. And the best thing? I like her. I like her a lot. She's one of my favorite people to hang out with. And now the rest of the world gets to discover just how amazing she is.
But those boys better not find out for another twenty years or so. I'm just not ready for that yet.
You've done a great job, Mom. Be proud of your girl, I know I am. Of both my girls.
Yours always,
Booth