I know it is a cliche, but cliches exist for a reason. We are not quite sure how three years flew by, but our very first miracle, our loud and sensitive and delightful little girl is three years old already. She had a great birthday and a fun Frozen-themed party at the local gymnastics center. She's excellent at taking care of her brother, loves to be outside driving her new pickup truck, still loves to read and is really enjoying her ballet classes. We are aware that we did nothing to deserve our blessings and are profoundly grateful for them.
Opening her presents in a Queen Elsa dress, of course
What she calls her "big girl pickup truck: :)
Having a blast as always with Nana and Grandpa
Great Grammie and Grandpa!
Loving the dress up clothes Grammie made her. She wears at least one of them every day.
