“Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. Let me hold you while I may, for it may not always be so. One day I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in the pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than all the world, your return.”

― Mary Jean Irion

You are three. Photo by Olivia Gatti Facebook :: Website

You are three.

Photo by Olivia Gatti

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  all day every day you do these things.  normal things really.  things like jumping, climbing, painting, dancing.  you do these things that most kids do.  but when you do them, you beam and ask me, “isn’t this amazing?”  of course i say “yes”.  but the truth is these things aren’t all that grand.  it is you my love that is amazing.  it is you that makes everything feel bigger, better.  each moment i get to spend with you reveals just how brilliant you are.  and to think that it has only been three years today that you were bestowed upon us.  three.  how can such a small number feel so big?  once again this is because of you.  happy third birthday my amazing one.   Photo by Heather Robinson Photography Blog :: Facebook

 

all day every day you do these things.  normal things really.  things like jumping, climbing, painting, dancing.  you do these things that most kids do.  but when you do them, you beam and ask me, “isn’t this amazing?”  of course i say “yes”.  but the truth is these things aren’t all that grand.  it is you my love that is amazing.  it is you that makes everything feel bigger, better.  each moment i get to spend with you reveals just how brilliant you are.  and to think that it has only been three years today that you were bestowed upon us.  three.  how can such a small number feel so big?  once again this is because of you.  happy third birthday my amazing one.  

Photo by Heather Robinson Photography

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