Three.

It's after midnight here, so I can officially wish my precious baby a happy THIRD birthday.

We celebrated her last day of the "terrible" twos in style. We spent the morning at a local indoor playground that Angelica LOVES. I pretty much made her day by buying her an adorable handmade ladybug hair clip in the shop. We went grocery shopping and I treated her to a cookie and small bag of candy. We visited with her cousins, who came to play in her splash pool.

I'll have a whole post dedicated to her third birthday  soon, but I didn't want today to go by without acknowledging that three years ago today -- the day she came into this world, showing her fiery personality and zest for life by screaming her head off before she was even fully out of the womb -- was the best day of my life. And every second of every minute of every day since then has been completely and totally worth it.  Life has not been the same at all since the day she was born, and I would not change a thing.

Happy birthday, Angelica. Mommy and Daddy love you more than words can say.