She is sassy. She is stubborn and strong willed. She is curious and happy. She thinks she is bigger than she really is, stronger than she really is, faster than she really is. She is serious around strangers and silly around family. She has the most beautiful smile and the most serious stare. Her giggle is infectious and makes you do anything to hear another. She gives big open mouth kisses and loves to clap for herself. She is transitioning from a baby to a girl. And it makes me scared. And excited. And anxious. I want to hold her fragile little body in my arms forever. And shield her from hurt and pain. I want to always be the person she runs to when she is scared or hurt or excited. But I watch her grow a little bigger, a little stronger, a little more independent each day. And I pray for her to stay bold and stubborn and curious and sassy and happy always. And I treasure the beautiful smiles and open mouth kisses that she sends my way. And I delight in this amazing blessing from above that is growing into an amazing little girl, but will always be my baby.