Today you are four! You came into this world taking your sweet time deciding to stay put for 3 more weeks before finally making your debut. When you did...we realized they didn't install the mute button. Poor Pushpa, your night nurse, thank goodness we had earplugs! Amazingly, your sister slept through it all.
You are our girlie-girl! PINK rules your world. Dresses, especially fancy ones, make you giddy. Shoes...well, we're gonna need a walk-in closet just for those. Of course it would help if Baba and Daddy would stop buying you shoes. What can we say, our inner drag queen compels us!
You are willful, stubborn, and a force to be reckoned with when you are mad. But your laughter, beaming smile, and genuine compassion have us wrapped around your little fingers. You are the first to give us hugs, the first to give us kisses, the first to tell us how much you love us, and the first to use all this against us to get what you want! Sly, endearing little child...I have a feeling we'll be grounding you for long stretches of time once you hit the teenage years...Heaven help us. We are looking forward to watching you blossom, and trembling in our shoes at the same time.
You are unconditional, incredibly powerful raw love in it's purist form. Despite some of the most challenging times we can have with you, the light that is you shines through pulling us back from our dark moods. A hug, a kiss, a sob, a teary eyed sorry...we're done for.
Happy Birthday to Our Princess!
Love, Baba, Daddy, and Rose