You guys. Remy turns three years old today. Three!!

I feel like this past year went the quickest of all since she was born. Geoff was still living in a different city at the beginning of last year. Then in February, she turned two, and little did I know that I was already two weeks pregnant. Shortly thereafter we found out, and so we filled the year with finalizing renovations on our home, cherishing the pregnancy, and relishing in our last year of having her as an only child.

Over this last year, Remy has gone from barely talking to barely staying quiet. She is now potty trained, can count to fifty (forwards and backwards), knows how to spell her name, can draw faces and recognizable shapes, gets dressed by herself, and helps out with everything related to Wilder. She is still fiercely shy around adults that she does not know, but loves all children of all ages. I would say that this was the year that she grew up.

We love our little goose more than anything. She is certainly not perfect, but she is a sweet, kind, and stubborn little girl who is turning into a beautiful soul. I am sad to let go of two, but am excited for her to turn three and all that it will bring.

Keep growing, my darling. Happy birthday. I love you!

Mama

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