Friday March 8, my baby girl turned four years old. Seems like just yesterday I had held her for the first time. How time flies.
She is all grown up. Thursday she was upset about turning 4, I’m still not clear as to why, but I think she is quite happy with it now.
I took this year off from making her birthday cake.
First thing in the morning she started nosing around the kitchen looking for it. I told her I didn’t make one and her little face dropped. Hubby picked this up after work and we kept it hidden until after pizza. She was very surprised.