My baby is not such a baby. She turned four last week. Leah weighs in a whopping 31 pounds and measures 39 inches tall. Like most children her age, the toddler body and baby face are fading.
Leah loves all things girly - nail polish, Barbie, princesses, and tutus. However, she loves to camp, play any sport, and can scale a tree like a pro while wearing heels. Leah loves art. Hardly a day goes by that she is not coloring or painting.
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| Leah's cousin and Gran surprised her by flying in from Texas for her birthday. |
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| Pedicure party. The best. |
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| Leah did not want a big party. She wanted to eat her favorite chicken strips and have her nails done. It was the best 4th birthday ever. |
I love the person Leah is. She notices everything. She compliments my lip gloss or clothing often. She also tells me when I look a mess whether I asked or not. Leah loves her brothers more than anything. Her world revolves around those three boys. And, she is still very much a Daddy's girl.
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| All Leah. Clothing selection. Pose. Sass. |
While I somehow will always feel like a boy mom, I am blessed to be the mother of this spirited, little lady. Happy birthday, Leah.
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