A couple of weeks ago that tiny, terrifying baby we brought home turned four. I tried to prepare myself for this birthday but it was no use. When they turn one, they're still babies. Just bigger ones. When they turn two, they still have a lot of baby like qualities to them. When they turn three, hey, they're still a toddler! And that's something. But four? You can't get around the reality that they're not babies at age four.
Happy Birthday Sweet Grace!
Make a wish!
A musical ballerina jewelry box. Love at first sight.