Today you turn four years old. Four is almost five, which is very nearly seven, which is the same as ten... that is what you have told me this whole past week.
You are growing so much! You started preschool this year, and you have learned so many things. You are interested in everything and always ask to do homework.
I love your sneaky little grin. You're always up to something, and you know it. You're pure mischief, but I wouldn't trade it for the world.
I love the dimple in your cheek that appears every time you laugh.
And your laugh, oh how I love that laugh.
You are the sunshine in our world.
Life can't get you down, and when it tries, you fight it hard.
I love your tenacity.
And your stubborn streak.
I'm sure that some of that comes from Dad and me, but mostly it's just who you are.
You are strong, and brave, and loyal, and true.
You know what you want and you aren't afraid to reach out and take it.
You love your family so, so much.
You always keep an eye out on Taylor, and you don't let her get bossed around by anyone but you.
You are such a joy in my life, and I am so grateful that I get to be your mom.
Love you to the moon.