Today is a special day.
Danger Baby has survived longer than I thought she would. No, she's not sick. She doesn't have a syndrome that threatens her life, not really.
She just has no fear.
She embraces life and everything it throws at her, even the wildly dangerous things. There's a reason she has the nickname she does.
I loved her from the moment I saw her, and I will continue to love her as long as I draw breath.
She is my sunshine and my rain, my independant cuddler, my happy apple, my Little Miss Bossy Pants.
She is so smart. Every day, she amazes me with what she has learned.
I am so glad she is in my life, and I can't wait to see what the future holds for her.
Today she is three, though it has only been three years, I'm already forgetting how small she was when she was born. Thankfully, I have pictures. Lots of pictures.
Happy Birthday Danger Baby!
I love you!