It seems like just yesterday I was turning 40, big as a whale and wondering if I was going to be sharing my birthday. Four days later, along comes the baby girl.
|One Day Old|
And now it's been three years already.
As she tells me constantly, she's a "big girl" now. Speaking in complete sentences, singing along with the car radio (she totally rocks the chorus to Fall Out Boy's "My Songs Know What You Did In the Dark,") and before you know it she'll be in preschool...but at least for now, she still likes to squeeze into a chair with me for bedtime stories, and insists that I dance with her to the Sesame Street theme song. So I'm going to enjoy this last year of toddler-hood while I can.
|3 Today - ready for my birthday cupcake!|