The snow is heavy outside as I write this, just like the day I went into labor with you-the coldest day in decades. It was so cold but you brought and continue to bring the greatest warmth to anyone who knows you.
I can't believe it has only been 3 years with you, I feel like you've been with me almost my whole life. This year brought all kinds of beautiful growth for you. You now have very strong opinions about what you wear. You will only wear et-it-go dwessess (let it go dresses)...this means they must have a spin factor for you to even consider them. You are known for your squeaky shoes and we all know when you are near. This summer Sullivan started school and it's been just us girls till school lets out. You go to preschool 5 mornings a week. I thought it would be sad to see you go every morning but when you excitedly run (squeak squeak squeak) with your little backpack in to play with your fwends, I just can't stop smiling.
One of my favorite things you say is " I'm not yedy" (I'm not ready).
You love your babies and are a devoted little mama. You've always got a babe on the breast. Speaking of, we nearly made it to 3 with our sweet nursing relationship. You still ask to nurse every day but when I say my muyk muyks are broken you happily go on your way.
You potty trained for a brief summer and then on our road trip out west we got lazy...so you're still in diapers. You recently left your crib for a big girl bed and you are so so proud.
Your smile. Lucy Miller, your smile is pure magic. It's not even just your smile but the smile in your sparkly squinted eyes that fills my heart right up like a cup that overflows. Anyone who knew me in high school/college can tell you how strong my desire to have an asian baby was. You are pretty darn close:-) In fact, when we were in Banff, Canada, you were constantly swarmed with asian tourist who wanted a picture of you and a picture with you! It was the funniest thing!
You are kind and sweet and at the appropriate times you are a force. I will in one 5 minute period see you twirling sweetly and then suddenly you're playing war with your brothers. Speaking of, you love them and talk about them constantly.
You delight me. You delight me. You delight me. I can't say this enough. Every part of you just delights my soul. Your life is a gift that gives and gives and gives. I can't wait to grow old watching you blossom into the beautiful force you are.
Happy 3rd Birthday my girl. I can't believe I get to be your Mama.