Three years ago today, our family became complete. Our little Baby Taz arrived, rocked our world, turned it upside down, and wrapped every last one of us around her little finger. Life has not been the same since.
She is defiant, independant, and very sweet. She is tough, mischievious, and so very smart. She seems to have boundless energy, and will run until she collapses. I can't count how many times I've had to pick spaghetti out of her hair or clean chili out of her ears. She refuses to be left out of anything her big sister or brothers are doing.... regardless of the consequences. She's very little for her age, leading people to believe she's only barely two, but she's certainly as mature as any other three year old.
Tonight, we will have cake and ice cream. We will watch her open her presents. And we will marvel at where the time has gone so quickly. It seems like just yesterday that I was nursing a squishy little baby, and now she's doing it all by herself. Sigh.
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