Not a baby any more, I'm afraid, but always the baby of the family. Happy fourth birthday Natalie!
We celebrated at Magic Mountain today (Lindsey happened to be participating in a cheer competition where her team took home first and second place trophies in the two divisions in which they competed...GO REBELS!) and we will have a more traditional party tomorrow with cake and a jumper and a few of her little compadres.
I simply can't believe Natalie is four, although at the same time she has seemed far older than she is for some time now. She is very articulate for her age and has a well developed sense of humor that keeps us all laughing. She is smart as a whip, independent and competent, and as stubborn as they come. She is so sweet and cute and loving that I mostly ignore the stubborn part, because it is impossible to stay mad at her for more than a minute. She has us all wrapped around her little finger and I can't imagine life without her. I feel so blessed to be healthy enough right now to give her all the attention the youngest of seven can get and am savoring this last year and a half with her before she goes off to Kindergarten.
Happy birthday Natalie. I love you with all my heart!