Everyone said three was going to be harder than two. And I couldn’t fathom that. Two was hard. Two hour tantrum everyday hard. Me crying everyday hard. So hard I didn’t even write you a birthday letter last year. Because I was done. Burnt out.
And then you turned three and it was like a light switch went on. The tantrums got shorter. I was able to reason with you more. You took all that crazy energy and turned it into good energy. Don’t get me wrong. You are still crazy and still stubborn. But, it’s a good crazy. And all that strong will you have is going to take you far in life.
Kennedy, you are exactly what I imagined my daughter to be. But better. You are the perfect mix of girly girl and tomboy. You love your princess dresses and for your hair to be perfect, but you are tough. Really tough. And you aren’t afraid to try new things. You amaze me. You love to perform and to entertain anyone who will watch you. Your presence on stage as a 3 year old baffles me. I don’t know how you can get up there and do what you do. You love to make people laugh. And if you do one thing that gets a laugh you will do it over and over and over again. You are funny. Hilariously funny. The things you say and the way you say them constantly have us laughing. You are kind and empathetic and truly care about other people. Lately you have taken to hugging strangers that look like they need a cuddle. You love Taylor Swift and know all the words to every song on KIIS FM. We spend hours making Dub Smash videos. You also spend hours playing with Kayla and Oakey your imaginary friends, which kind of freaks me out, but mostly makes me happy that you know how to entertain yourself. Because your brother still has a hard time with that. Speaking of your brother, you really love him. And even though you two fight like crazy and you aren’t always super nice to him deep down you have an amazing connection. I hope you always remember that he is your best friend and your biggest supporter.
You literally leave a little sparkle wherever you go, Kennedy. Your smile is infectious. Your laugh is contagious. I can not imagine my life without my beautiful redhead. I honestly believe you can do anything you put your mind to. You have been counting down the days until you turn Four for the past 6 months. I hope this year is everything you wished for and more.
Thank you for loving me and being mine, Kenny Annie. How lucky am I?