Three

Dear Annie~

I can't believe you turned three on Saturday. THREE! You've been telling people for a couple of months now that you'd be "free" on your next birthday, and you happily showed them 3 fingers. You're such a big girl now. You sleep in a toddler bed, you're working on potty training, you love vegetables but could care less about meat, and you give the best hugs known to man. You didn't like Mr. The Grinch (your words) but loved his doggy. You're my quiet observer, taking it all in with your giant brown eyes. I can't wait to see what this next year brings for you. I love you to the moon and back.

Love, Mama

January 16, 2007

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Dear Izzie~

Three years old. You've changed so much in three years. You were a skinny wisp of a thing when you were born, and while you're still petite, you have a big voice and a big heart. Your love of lambs knows no bounds. I'm constantly amazed at your ability to put together puzzles without batting an eye. Your favorite Christmas song is The Little Drummer Boy (aka "Izzie's Lamby Song") and you sing all the time for us. You remind me of Boo in Monsters, Inc. when she was singing in the bathroom. Like your brother, you go from the minute you get up until the minute you go to sleep snoring at night. I can't wait to see how you grow this year. I love you to pieces.

Love, Mama

January 16, 2007

January 16, 2008

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