She lights up my mornings. As soon as I see her cute face peeking over her crib I miraculously become a morning person.
She lights up my afternoons. I just want to kiss those chubby cheeks. Everything about her makes me giggle inside.
Like when her little smile shows all 6 of her teeth and scrunches her deep brown eyes.
Or like when she wears those big bows to compensate for her lack of hair (thanks to my side of the family).
She lights up my evenings. I love the peacefulness that comes when she sleeps and how I could watch her for hours in this state.
She is loved. Loved by her big brother and that love is evidently reciprocated. She's his "cutie pie".
She is loved.
Happy Birthday baby girl!