My Dear Sweet Emma Jean,
I don't write a lot of blog posts at the moment, but writing you these little letters on your birthday is something I hold near and dear to my heart.
You are now 3 years old! You are almost fully potty trained and you speak like an actual little human being with the funnest conversations.
You never run out of excuses not to go to bed and you are adamant that getting a chocolate and getting a snack are two separate things. (You think you should have one of each every night).
I love how much you remind me of me. It's scary but I know that your strength and confidence will take you far in this world. You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. You may be growing an overbite with your refusal to stop sucking your thumb, but your smile is contagious and your laugh is magical.
My heart warms when I see you sharing with your brother and it's a good problem to have that you like to hug him maybe a little too hard.
You have started ballet and although you are the youngest in the class, you light up the room with your twirls and toe taps.
Thank you for loving me. Hugs and Kisses from you bring brightness to my day.
You are currently obsessed with peanut butter and jelly, but at least that makes me know you are pretty normal. I appreciate that you like to pick out your own outfits in the morning and as long as we can keep them weather appropriate, I'll try to let you be as creative as possible.
We have officially entered the "you can do it yourself" phase. Even if you can't, you certainly do like to try.
I may not be the perfect mother, but your smile helps me know I'm doing a pretty good job none the less.
With my whole heart,