Happy Birthday to my sweet babies.
I can't really call you babies anymore, can I? 3 years old. How can that be?
Since the day you entered our world, life has been a little busier, a little tougher, but more blessed than I could have ever imagined.
Embry, may your third year be filled with lots of laughter, high-flying adventures, wrestling matches with Daddy, anything and everything superhero and more boot-wearin' days than you can imagine.
I love you, Embry Jack. xoxoxo
Ellie, may your third year be filled with hugs and kisses, pretty toenail polish, shopping trips with Mommy, anything and everything pink and more dress up days than you can imagine.
I love you, Ellie Kate. xoxoxo