Happy Birthday Beckah

Dear Beckah, 

Today you are three. For some reason that seems impossible to me.  It can't have been three years since you were born.

And yet today you are three.  You keep telling everyone you are are five, but you are three. 

It's funny how a birthday can make you see things differently.  Before today I still saw you as little.  A baby really.  My baby girl.  I suppose you will always be my baby girl, but this morning I realized that you really aren't a baby anymore.  Somehow you flew right through babyhood, zoomed past toddler and have plunged head long into preschooler with wild abandon.

You are spunky.  Willful.  Darling.  Beautiful.  When you smile you light up the whole house.  You are the farthest thing from shy there probably is, and sometimes you terrify me.

I love that you know what you want.  For all your bluntness you are sweet and kind.  You love your older sisters so much and you are a wonderful big sister to Owen, even when he is annoying you.  You say the craziest things and never run out of questions or curiosity.  I hope that I can teach you patience.  

I love your laugh. It's loud and uninhibited like mine.  I love that you laugh so readily and find so much to enjoy in your life.  I love your creativity.  I love that you can play well on your own and with others.  I'm so glad that you are getting better at sharing.  I love that your favorite color is blue. 

Happy birthday Beckah!  I'm so glad you are my baby girl.  With you around life will never be boring.  

Love, Mom