birthday girl

my "baby" is 3!  except, i can't even refer to her as that anymore.  as of two weeks ago, she's no longer the baby.  there's a new baby in town.  messing up everyone's placement in our family.  (that's for another post...)  i'm still trying to wrap my head around the fact that we are now a family of 5.  FIVE!

dylan june.  our skin-as-white-as-snow, red-headed beauty.  the spitfire.  personality plus.  duey.  pig.  there was a time in those postpartum weeks of bringing her into our home, where i thought, man, what have we done!  jack's world was flipped upside down by this new tiny human.  but, then again, it's hard to imagine that she just wasn't always here... always here tormenting her big brother, teasing her dada, reading stories to herself, hanging off the bulldog and loving on her baby sister.

her squinty-eyed smile is infectious; her cackle of a laugh makes you do your own giggle; and she's just so dang cute, you'll want to snatch her up and plaster her with smooches - i promise!

happiest of birthdays to my little lady!