On her first birthday, she was still unsteady on her feet with just a few curls around her ears.
On her second birthday, she was running around so fast I could barley stop her long enough to blow out the candles on her cake.
Now, at three she’s no longer my “little” girl. She’s my “big” girl…which she often likes to remind me of. Her little head of blond hair has turned into waist length curls. These days my “Precious” has a lot more spunk and a little bit of sass in her voice...but I love every minute I have spent with her over the past three years. Happy Birthday Precious...your growing up too fast for Mom!
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