Four!

Hey there Sissy. I'm struggling to figure out what to say about you that isn't an endless string of cliches. You are, in fact, the light of my life. A little ray of sunshine on even my cloudiest day. . .

We are constantly amazed by your wit and your general cheerfulness. You are so easy-going and fun to be around!

And your vocabulary- where did you learn so many words? And why do you feel the need to constantly say all of them for us? Suddenly, all the stories Grammy has told over the years about my prodigious talking skills resonate on a new level.

Although your mouth runs constantly, I don't easily tire of it. You still announce things to us in that sweet, sing-song voice that we feel compelled to impersonate. In fact, whenever I tell my friends something you've said, I find myself repeating it in your special voice.

I love how mature you sometimes seem, as well as what a sweet baby girl you still sometimes are. You are a delight, and I love you. Happy birthday!