On Wednesday, my daughter turns 3! It is hard to wrap my mind around that, but a collection of pictures helps me remember how very tiny she was, and how much she has grown, both physically and in my heart. I admire her independent spirit (even though sometimes it makes me crazy!) I love listening to her giggle. I love watching her growing interest in books and art. I love watching her tackle her brothers even when dressed at her insistance, in a frilly dress. I love knock knock jokes about a pig and doughnuts. I love talking with her while I do her hair and singing to her as I help her get ready for bed. Only the goddess knew that day in December 3 years ago that this precious bundle would so quickly change our lives and give so much joy.
And I wonder too if in another part of the country, her first mother is thinking of her and wondering how she is doing. I hope she knows that our daughter is very much loved, and that we are forever grateful.