Dear Girl Child,
I have no idea how you turned three years old today. I could have sworn you were born just a few months ago and that we were still very far away from you getting any older.
And now you're a sweet little person.
You love books (yay!), Team Umizoomi, and Mommy snuggles. You love trains, balls, and running around the house. You're not a big fan of hair bows and you HATE having your hair brushed.
But you do love cutting your own hair.
Happy birthday, sweet girl. I love you very much.