Look at me...I'm four...or so she thinks

Brooklyn is 3 years old, but she refused to except the fact of it....she thinks she is 4 no matter what we tell her. She also didn't want any presents except the smallest of them all....but soon she changed her mind on that one, though we hoped she would keep that wish for years to come.
Rylee takes such a great care of her little sister....Just like at Christmas time, she likes to wrap her old toys for gifts. (at Christmas time she would find Troy's and my items and wrap them up for our gifts, it would put smile on our faces as we unwrap some random stuff that we already had)
So, as Brooklyn was opening Rylee's gifts, in her little innocence she would proclaim, "oh, it's just like Rylee's." or she would look very confused at her colored faced baby doll, as she pulls it out of the bag. Oh, Rylee, we love you so much! The idea of giving, no matter what it is.

And then there was bike!!!!! We love you Brooklyn, and soooo grateful for being in our family!