Magical March 14th

Sophia, when you wake up in the morning, you will be two years old (you won't have to say "almost two" any more). I wanted you to know that I love, love, love you—when you feel like being a big kid and when you need to be my little baby now and again too. I can't wait for you to wake up and see the six ginormous pink and yellow balloons floating in the middle of the living room.

Kiss kiss,
Mommy