“for you are fearfully and wonderfully made…”
dear ellie,
today you are three years old and a full-fledged “big girl.” gone is the squishy baby with the roly-poly arms and wispy fine hair, the diaper-toting toddler who once slept in a crib. you are three, big girl! you hold up three fingers and tell me so, which is how i know it’s true.
your hair is still blonde, but its gotten longer and darker. we decided to give you bangs this year, a style choice i will never regret, not even when you’re older and want to grow them out and have to go through that awkward not-so-cute stage. your deep blue eyes continue to sparkle and your smile is as beautiful as ever.
the older you get, the more inquisitive you are, and the level of your intelligence continues to astound us. your memory is vast — sometimes you recall things that happened more than six months ago and i have to rack my brain before i realize for myself exactly what is it you’re talking about.
even in our new house and your new bed, you have continued to sleep well. you take one nap during the day and sleep between 10 and 12 hours a night. as well as you sleep, though, you are the personification of a morning person. every day you wake up bright-eyed, so eager to start your day. you are the most wonderful thing about every morning.
we spend our days together running errands, taking art classes and having playdates with friends. we go to the zoo and the mall and the park, feed ducks and have picnic lunches together. you will start preschool later this year, and although it’s only a few times a week, i will miss you more than i can explain.
milestones this year included your first haircut, your first art and swim classes, your first time in the snow, your first time on a boat, and the ever-daunting (but really not so bad) potty training. it took about two weeks and you were a potty pro. i am so, so proud of you.
it’s hard to believe it’s been three years since the first time i laid eyes on you, heard your first cries, held you, fell in love with you. there is no higher honor, no greater privilege, nothing in the world that makes me happier than being your mommy.
happy 3rd birthday, my sweet girl.
love,
mommy






































