Three

Today, Sasha turns three years old. Today, we're celebrating our big little girl. Today, we're singing "happy birthday" very loudly to very enthusiastic clapping from our daughter. Today, we're excited and thrilled about the fabulous independent (yet very attached) young girl she's turning into. Today, we reminisce about the tiny little bundle she was just 3 short years ago. And today, we look forward to the person she's going to become, the person we're responsible for shaping.

Our funny and loud, yet sometimes shy and quiet, girl, who said to me the other day "Oh, I talk so much!" Our little joy, who sometimes shows her rebellious side with her tantrums and fits, who will pick up the thrown toy or apologize for not listening or hurting someone's feelings. Our little singer and dancer. Our sweet Sasha. We're so lucky to have you as our daughter, to teach us to look at things through naive and curious eyes, to show us perspective on what's really important, to make us laugh even after a very long hard day, to teach you all that we know, and to go through this wonderful journey with. We are the luckiest people in the entire world because of you. We love you so very much!
Your mama and papa.

P.S. How did you go from this...

... to this....

... to this...

 

... to this?