Three.

This weekend marked three whole years with you, little June-June.  My, how you have changed in one year. You speak in full sentences, one after another….chattering, dancing, singing (er, shouting:) around the house daily.  You are full to the brim of life, curiosity.  I love to watch you….making your brother laugh hysterically, braving new feats, figuring out the order of our days together.  

You are fearfully.

wonderfully.

made.

You are a delight to me, to your dad.

Oh, how we love you. Happy Birthday.