Tomorrow you wake up another year older. Another year of watching you grow and mature has passed. It's been another year of learning, of rolling with the punches, struggling with the ups and downs. Another year of laughter and tears. A year of smiles, tantrums, dancing, wipe outs, singing, and screaming. It's been another year of us, me, you, and our family. 

As I look at you, I still see such a tiny body, but a body filled with so many emotions. I see you struggling to gain a handle on how to express yourself. I see your ups when you try something new and do really great at it (like climbing the rock wall). I see your downs when you get in trouble (like pushing your brother). I've watched our relationship change, mold if you will, over this past year. I've watched our mother-daughter spats begin to form. I see your strong willed personality shine so bright. I see you push the limits with your free spirited self. Sometimes I get so frustrated with your toddler antics, I lose my patience with you, I struggle when you don't listen, but Little Miss, I LOVE YOU! I love us! I love how because you are our first, we get to grow together, learn together. We are both new at this. Every day we wake up we're new at it, I've never had a three year old before, and you've never been three. Tomorrow we start our venture again out in to a new world, a new year of learning, growing, achieving. A new year of struggles, tantrums, and meltdowns (by both of us I'm sure). Today I'll hold you tighter, I'll hug you longer, I'll be what you need me to be, I'll be the best I can be. Today we cherish your last day in the "twos." Today we hold hands, hug, laugh, cry and know that this ever changing relationship is just ours.