So our sweet little angle baby is turning three today!!! I cannot believe it, already so soon. Where does the time go?? It seems like she was just learning to walk and now she is running circles around me. She is such a big girl now, doing most everything all on her own. She is very independent, from picking out her own clothes and getting dressed in the mornings to being able to completely communicate what she wants to eat, watch, play, and were she like going. She is quite the toddler these days, and I love/hate it. I love it because she’s my little side kick/buddy and I hate it because she growing up and I don’t have my sweet little angle baby any more. She is now my sweet little big girl. There was book I was given that is perfect for her and the day she was born. I cry every time I read it. I couldn’t have put it better myself.
On the night you were born
On the night you were born, the moon smiled with such wonder that the stars peeked in to see you and the night wind whispered, "Life will never be the same."
Because there had never been anyone like you… ever in the world.
So enchanted with you were the wind and the rain that they whispered the sound of your wonderful name.
The sound of your name is a magical one. Let's say it out loud before we go on
It sailed through the farmland high on a breeze..
Over the ocean…
And through the trees..
Until everyone heard it and everyone knew of the one and only ever you.
Not once had there been such eyes, such a nose, such silly, wiggly, wonderful toes.
In fact, I think I'll count to three so you can wiggle your toes for me.
When the polar bears heard, they danced until dawn.
From faraway places, the geese flew home.
The moon stayed up until the morning next day.
And none of the ladybugs flew away.
So whenever you doubt just how special you are and wonder who loves you, how much and how far, listen for geese honking high in the sky.
(They're singing a song to remember you by.)
Or notice the bears asleep at the zoo.
(It's because they've been dancing all night for you!)
Or drift off to sleep to the sound of the wind.
(Listen closely… it's whispering your name again!)
If the moon stays up until morning one day, or a ladybug lands and decides to stay, or a little bird sits at your window awhile, it's because they're all hoping to see you smile…
For never before in story of rhyme
(not even once upon a time)
has the world ever known a you, my friend, and it never will, not ever again….
Heaven blew every trumpet and played every horn on the wonderful, marvelous night you were born.
For you are fearfully and wonderfully made....
Psalms 139
