My girl is TWO today.
It feels like I've known her forever.
That's probably because I have always wanted her.
She is literally what my dreams were made of.
There is more to a little girl than what her mother sees.
There is more to a little girl than what her father dreams.
Inside every little girl lies a heart that beats.
and sometimes it screams, refusing to take defeat.
And sometimes her father's dreams aren't big enough,
and sometimes her mother's visions aren't long enough.
And sometimes the little girl has to dream her own dreams and break through the clouds with her own sunbeams.
Love you, big girl!