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this is what a four-year-old looks like


Happy Birthday, Daughter.
Thank you for four years of worry.
And delight and frustration and wonder and panic and laughter and doubt and hugs and confusion and singing and tantrums and kisses and tears and love.
So much love.
We can only hope to live up to your expectations.
xoxoxoxo
Mama & Dadoo

Comments

Anonymous said…
happy birthday baby - mg
Lisa Tucker said…
I can't believe she's four. Happy happy, Yuki! LTxo
Anonymous said…
The best is yet to come!! EnjoY! Love you Yuki!!
xoxo
gibsey
Anonymous said…
Four is the best age!! And it gets better! You are in for a great year! Enjoy yourselves and your daughter and keep up the blogging. You will really love looking back on it in the years to come. xoxoxo
Judy
Happy Day of borth, benannied child.
Everywhereist said…
Happy Birthday, Yuki. I can't believe how the years have flown by. :)

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