We blinked and she wasn't a baby anymore. I'm not sure how it happened but suddenly her day was here. She woke up with an instant smile on her face as we sang to her through her streamer-ed door. Her smile so big, cheeks so chubby, her little slivers of eyes, gleaming. She knew it was special.
Our girly-girl who dazzles herself with jewelry, make-up and nail polish but prefers to watch Transformers, Ben 10 and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles with her brother.
There is no shortage of sass in this little three-foot-something frame. Attitude also comes along for the ride. She challenges everything, has an opinion about everything, submisses to virtually no authority unless its convenient for her.
But she cuddles better than anyone I've ever known. She nestles her head into the crook of your neck, throws her arms around you and always makes a sighing noise of complete satisfaction as if with you is the only place she wants to be.
She loves fiercely, is disgusted regularly, is passionately loud and uncharacteristically gentle.
We should have given her the middle name of "mischief" or "sneaky." She is always finding herself in a bind, with a crayon in hand and a blank canvas, also known as her bedroom wall, just begging to be colored on. We think we have misplaced important things only to find them tucked away in her "secret hiding place" also known as her play kitchen. It's a good thing we know her secret or there would be a lot more panic as we look for car keys, jumpdrives and wedding rings.
She's dramatic and resourceful.
And always finds herself shakin' her "tail feathers" to whatever tune is playing in the background.
She hassles her brother and gives him way more kisses than he could ever want; but we know its because she loves him so fiercely.
She was a healing baby for our family four years ago and she continues to do so four years later.
A dreamer, a peacemaker, a debater.
She wants to be doctor so she can help people in this world.
We couldn't imagine our world without her.
Happy Birthday, little girl. We love you more than you could ever know.
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