Oh Goodness. My first baby, Alyson is 3 years old today. Where has the time gone? Who is this little "old" person that has blessed us and makes us laugh so hard we could wet our pants? I could cry. Is there a way to make time stop? I really don't want her to grow up.
Our Little Alyson...so smart, precarious, creative, helpful, protective, frustrating at times, beautiful, and heartwarming.
Last night at dinner, she said her own prayer which included prayers for Daddys' back. She told Grandma that she's a great sharer (Grandma shared her dinner with Aly). She tells me I'm her best friend. Last night, she told me she loves me all the way to the moon (we read Guess How Much I Love You at bedtime twice!).
I must find some time today to cry...because I'm both happy and sad.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALY P. Mommy, Daddy, Paul, and Ella bella love you so much it hurts.
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