She dreams. She plans. She knows the rules and she'll make sure you do too. She cares for her sister. She shares (sometimes).
She does it, herself, whatever 'it' might be. She likes and she dislikes. She runs and runs... and runs. She has band-aids. She plays tea-time. She stirs.
She climbs. She falls. She climbs again. She rides. She paints. She does Projects (capital P).
Happy Birthday, WeeE. Now you are Three.



HAPPY, HAPPY, HAPPY, HAPPIEST OF BIRTHDAYS - from your cousins up in New York...we'll be home to have cupcakes with you soon!
Love,
Nico and Alexander
Posted by: ush | June 23, 2009 at 06:06 PM
Know what else she does? She looks like you. So, so much. Holy cow. If you are lucky, she will grow up to be a lot like you. I sure hope she does.
Posted by: zeke | June 26, 2009 at 02:55 PM