You turned 3 not 16.
She's so awesome.
An open letter to my 3 year old:
You have no idea how much joy you have brought into our lives. We love everything about you. God sure knew what he was doing when you were born. You make us all laugh everyday with the funny things you say. You are such a mature and loving little girl. I love how much your friends and family mean to you. You REALLY love your people. Everything you do is done with caution and well thought out. You give amazing 5 minute hugs and love being outside. When you get really excited, you cover your mouth with your fingers so delicately and it's adorable. As girly as you are, you wear that crazy hair and raspy voice well. I really can't believe that you are already 3! Time is going too fast. I love my big girl Stella but miss my baby Stella. As you grow, I'm amazed at your imagination. I could watch you play all day long. Right now, you have your princess toys lined up and I noticed you named them "Kenzie, Kayla, and Grandma." See what I mean? You are hilarious!
This may have been the last year I can get away with re-gifting presents for you and I'm cool with that. You're big now. Even on the days you decide to "just wear a diaper." This mama don't care. I'm soaking in every last second of childhood with you. At 3 years old, your favorite things are Doc McStuffins, anything related to Frozen, and Fancy Nancy (hallelujah! I've missed her!). Stella Rose, we all love you to the moon and back! I'm ecstatic to be your mommy. That's fancy for happy. :)
Happy birthday, Sunshine!