Four
My baby girl turned four today. It still blows me away. I know it's a total cliche to wonder over how time flies when you have little ones, but it does and I do. Still, there is no slowing it down, and so to my big, beautiful four year old girl I say this: You are such an absolute delight. Such a very independent girl who loves to do what she can for herself but still happy to let us know when she needs a little reassurance from mom and dad in the form of cuddles. You do not like it when we use a cross tone with you, though you have been experimenting some with expressing your anger lately. A couple of times you have told me, "I don't love you!" I know you are just struggling to find your way and always reassure you that I will always love you. More often you will spontaneously proclaim your love for me or daddy. You say so many funny things that leave your daddy and I exchanging bemused glances. A new one lately has been: "I'm freaking out."