And she grew.

Hi Baby Girl,

My mommy always used to tell me that I would forever be her little girl and now I find myself desperately holding onto that each day as I watch you grow. Somehow you've changed from baby to toddler in the blink of the eye and I for one cannot keep up!

Our beautiful spark, you are gentle and fierce, compassionate and stubborn, sensitive and bold all in the same breath. You inspire me with your friendliness and acceptance of absolutely anyone. Yes, the adolescent teenager behind us in the grocery store or the biker man standing on the street corner, you boisterously yell out hello and blow kisses hoping to receive a smile of recognition in return.

You have been the one standing in the bathroom "rubbing" (A for effort) my back as I puked during this pregnancy. You are always  there with a smile first thing in the morning (clearly you are the only morning person in the family), and I can count on finding you outside by one of the fences chatting away with the neighbours. You sing,  ALL THE TIME! I love it. You are hilarious. You listen carefully like your dad and watch and repeat with his same accuracy. You love working with him. Whatever he is doing you want to get in on. Keeping careful account of all the different "noises" he makes. You love all things sparkly and picking out pretty dresses. Our little princess. You make up songs about your family, your latest adventure, and everything in one. That is one thing you have in common with your Nona :) Never stop the music inside of you, Babe. Keep loving and keep believing. Keep that spark.

Happy 2nd Birthday, Pooch. We love you. To the moon and back again. 

Keep growing baby, but not too fast. and remember you will forever be my little girl.