|Whoa. Such a big girl!|
You know how to push my buttons. Already. (You live up to being a redhead!) You challenge me every day to speak more softly & think a little more ahead than I feel like I should have to for a three-year-old.
You love people. You've never met a stranger. In fact, sometimes I think strangers are your very favorite people. I'm hoping that one day you'll turn this love to your little brother.
You have a great imagination. You love to play with dolls & figurines, and I've even caught you giving voices to cars and paper towel rolls.
You love music. You are always singing in the house, making up songs, and twirling around while you sing.
You love, love, LOVE your dad. He is your best friend, your tackle partner (and you can tackle with the best of them), and your partner-in-silliness. You've got him completely wrapped around any old finger you choose.
You are smart. You are already reading letters & realizing they fit into words. You love to read numbers & count on your fingers & play school. You can't wait for school (not being potty trained notwithstanding).
Libbie, you are smart, funny, stubborn, silly, athletic, energetic, emotional, friendly, bossy, and a myriad of other good-and-bad adjectives that describe your personality today, at age three.
You made me a mom. For that, I am forever grateful.
I love you so much & am so thankful for all that your big personality brings to our little family.
Happy Birthday, big girl.