Flynn is a happy person. Really happy.
She loves to play. With toys. Real toys like baby dolls and pretend food and Little People.
She loves school. She loves to learn and calls me Teacher.
Flynn loves to snuggle. She asks me to snuggle with the brown blanket, and when she does, I drop what I'm doing and snuggle with her. Because I know, some day she won't.
My Flynn has spunk. And I am glad.
She loves white milk and pepperoni pizza.
She loves Peppa Pig, Sesame Street, Olivia, and Tickety Tock. (I'm still trying to figure that last one out.)
She loves her crib. Yes, she still sleeps in it. And I am glad. She can cuddle up in there as long as her little body fits.
My Flynn is my shadow. She tells me she loves me every single day. She takes my face and holds it in her hands, and says, "Ahh, I love my mommy..." I never want to forget that. Ever.
I ask her every day, "Flynn, what does mommy say?"And we say together, "Dear Jesus, thank you for my baby. Amen."
Happy Birthday, Flynn Grace! We love you!
Just as sweet as she was when she turned...
and three! : )
Happy 4th Birthday, my Flynn. : )