Three years old and just like the girl who had a little curl...

My darling girl, today is your third birthday and while we may not be spending it the way I would have hoped, it very much is something to celebrate. Hence me giving daddy a bottle of wine the same age as you.

Now as much as I love the fact that you can be at times a mini me, looks wise you are growing to look more and more like your daddy everyday. You have my chin and as daddy has no hair, I guess your hair looks like mine does now.

In other ways you resemble your father too: once you make up your mind about something your mind stays made up ( definitely not like mine), for example you decided weeks ago you wanted a monkey birthday cake, but Grandma and I thought we'd wait and see if that changed, but it didn't.

The worst insult and expression of displeasure with someone you have is to inform them that they 'are not your best friend'; unfortunately I hear this often, especially when I don't do as I'm told.

But, it's ok I know I am your favourite person in the whole wide world and I am very lucky to be so and to have you as mine.




You are a beautiful girl, who can be marvellous company and also be a little brat, but you are my little girl

And I love you

For all that you are and all that you will be.


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