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!