She’s a big girl and little girl all rolled up into one. Can’t believe it’s been seven years. I still remember how madly in love I was from the moment she was born. Seriously. I know that doesn’t happen all the time but it did for me. Instantly. She’s so big, her legs are so long and she talks like such a big kid, but still she’s a little kid. She doesn’t like all of the stuff the big kids like yet. Doesn’t care to watch Hannah Montana, would rather watch Wonder Pets or Diego or Dora. She loves her dolls and little pets, but also loves dinosaurs and legos and Star Wars. She’s an awesome big sister to both of her little brothers, and is really becoming a great mama’s helper, too. She is patient, and is willing to watch Toy Story every day for a week, just because she knows her little brother will be upset if he can’t watch it. I know that God knew what He was doing when He gave her to me first. Seven. Seven years full of blessings from this beautiful, bright, funny, sweet little girl. Happy Birthday, Sweetie!! I love you!!!