My kid turns 4 today.

Correction: My oldest child turns 4 today.

Last night I told her stories about the day she was born.  She loved it.  I appreciated it– I mean, she’ll only want to hear that story one or two more times before it becomes awful, right?

We looked through pictures of her as a newborn.

I’m so proud of the little girl she has become, even if she does make me want to pull my hair out some days.  She’s so grown.  So mature.

She’s spent 4 years paving her own way in this world.  She lights up a room with her smile and huge personality!

I’m so thankful to be her mommy!