This weekend we celebrated my firstborn's birthday. And guess how old she turned? S-I-X!! Yup, that's right. I said six.
I'm not quite sure how that's actually possible though, since I'm pretty sure that it was only yesterday that I brought Joelle home from the hospital.
But sure enough...here she is, blowing out her candles at her birthday party.
I can't believe how that tiny (well, if 9 lbs 1 oz can really be considered 'tiny') little baby has grown into a beautiful young girl right before my very eyes.
But she has. And I could not be more proud of who she has become. And as cheesy as it sounds, she's my pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.