my girl

{warning:  this is a post with lots o' pics.  my baby turned three.}

Each year I ask myself how this outlandish craziness happens.  How do my children get bigger . . . and older?  And the baby?  The baby is not to get any bigger or any older.  

But somehow mine did.  Sigh.

one year ago . . .

. . . and now.

But oh, Miss Ruby, my little stinkerpot.  How much we would miss in the year that you grew. 

* seeing your beautiful drawings and colored creations

* listening to your silly songs and giggles that make us all laugh

* waiting for your snuggles in bed, and sweet kisses in the morning

* hearing your "dood mornin', mama"

* reading and reading and reading with you

* loving when you read to me

* watching you chase butterflies and pick flowers

* standing in amazement at all you know and can do

We love you, Ruby Eva.  And three is such a great age to be. 

Love,

Mama

 

Comments

[Cynthia]

Ruby is such a cutie! Time goes so fast sometimes I wish I could push the pause button with mine (just not during a tantrum). Loved your lilac post also. Peonies are also a favorite of mine.