Three.

Quinn Taylor.

I cannot even put into words how much you are truly adored. I have no idea why 3 is hitting me so hard, but I may have bawled like a baby while rocking myself and trying to convince you to let me hold you for just a minute. 

I cried as I told you that you were growing up too fast. To which you replied "No, I'm not mommy. I'm growing slow."

The day you were born was the scariest, most surreal day of my life. The day I became a mommy. The best thing that ever happened to me and daddy.

Happy 3rd birthday baby girl. We love you more than words will ever be able to explain. The best big sister in the entire world. We are the luckiest to have been blessed with you as our baby. 

Love you Quinny-o.

Love,

Mommy, Daddy & Harper