I find myself watching you and watching the clock today. As the hours pass by you draw closer to your birthday and I can't help thinking... it cannot be. You were just this little, too small for newborn clothes. You were just this tiny baby who slept in my arms all day and awoke cooing. Now you awake with adventure on your mind and a smile on your face. Now you are an amazing, beautiful, full of spirit little girl and only eight hours from three. Yes, I am counting.