Today you turn three years old. I'm not sure how that is possible, but it seems it is. Your three short years haven't been without pain and frustrations, though. I wish you lived with us, as I know your future would be better. Instead I just pray people make the right decisions for you.
I love you more today than I did the first day I met you, but not as much as I will tomorrow. Just remember, no matter how far apart we are that I love you to the moon and back. You are my sunshine when skies are gray. I love you forever and always.