My wild and fabulous little Reesey pie.
Today is your third birthday. I can't believe it… has it been a whole year already? When we prayed for you, we had no idea what we were in for. And what an incredible blessing you would be.
You are so smart and so tall that people always think you're older. I worry about you in that, but you don't seem to mind. You have great manners and you love to play with other kids. Plus you're adorable. Every morning you have breakfast with just your Daddy. You ask for a yogurt and a vitamin and he happily obliges. You say "I have a need to hold you" or "I have a need to snuggle you" and it's too good to correct. You are so unbelievably funny. You have the best sense of humor and seriously good comedic timing. I love that about you.
You have such an incredible imagination
This year, you became a sister and simultaneously made a best friend. I was so worried it would be stretching for you, but it hasn't seemed to be. You and Kendall truly love each other. Every single morning when you hear her stirring you run into her room shouting "KENDALL! SHE'S AWAKE!", fling open her door and crawl right into her bed. And she always smiles and I never stop you. You're a little rough and tumble with her, always dragging her around the house or mostly accidentally knocking her over as you run by, but we are teaching you to check on her and you are so compassionate. And you actually ask if she can play with you. "Kendall wants to go outside with me, mommy". I love that about you.
My precious little Reese. I just tucked you in a 2 year old and you will wake up a 3 year old. Someone recently told me to be sure not to quench the fire within you. And that fire within you? That's what I love most about you. Don't ever change. Happy birthday, my love.