You're four! You've been so excited about your birthday that you've been talking about it for weeks now. You've described your cake in detail to me every day for a month. "Blue with pink swirl stripes all around."
For the entirety of your short life blue has been your favourite colour of all time. Everything has had to be blue. Just recently you decided that your favourite colour is pink. Why? Pink is great for princesses, and to be a princess is the ultimate!
You have started to love wearing dresses, becoming a real girlie girl. And yet, you will romp around in the mud with your nice white tights and dress shoes. That's my girl.
The drama in our house is overwhelming. Who knew that someone so sweet could throw herself on the floor, or run upstairs screaming over one "wait a second." ((You totally get that from your father.))
Keyzia, you are single handedly helping to destroy the rainforest. The amount of paper we go through in this house is absolutely astronomical. You are always drawing something, creating something, writing something.
When you are creating, you are completely and totally focused on your project. Nothing can distract you from the project until it is finished.
Paint, crayons, pencils, it doesn't really matter to you. Glue, clay, it's enough to make your Great Grandma proud!
Four is funny. Four is big. There's no baby left in four.
Four is learning to read. Four is doing things by yourself.
You have decided since giving up your thumb sucking that you don't need to haul poor puppy around with you everywhere. Only the occasional cuddle on the couch, and sleeping every night.
You are growing to be such an intelligent young lady. You love to tell people that you "already do school... at home!" You know how to write the entire alphabet, and you know every sound that every letter makes. I think you are up to five bible verses now, and you correct me when I say them wrong. I can't give you enough information to satisfy your craving for learning. I hope and pray that you keep that craving your whole life.
There is power in knowledge.
I love you, doodle girl. I love that you climb into bed with me in the mornings to "have just a little snuggle" before we start our day. I love the way you grin at me when you've done something silly. I love how you tell me stories to make me laugh.
I'm so thankful for you. Keep on growing, keep on learning. I'm excited to see what the year of four is going to bring us!