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Three years ago today, another woman in another country gave birth to our daughter. I share this day with her and never forget what gift she gave to us. I think of her always, but especially on the day that marks our beautiful daughters entry into the world. I wish (again) that I could just write a note, add some pictures, and put in the mail all our little girl is up to these days. I know she would love to know that she has her daddy and all of her big brothers wrapped around her finger. If one tear even thinks of being shed, she is scooped up by more arms than she can count... and that alone is making her one rotten stinker.

Eliza is more hip holding, arm crossing, giggling, foot stomping, sassiness then I ever dreamed a little girl could be. She is a force to be reckoned with in this house and will quickly let you know she is in charge. She runs to her brothers for protection and is the best big sis to HER "Truze". She lays in bed like a princess at night as each of her brothers file in to kiss her goodnight... all on their own. But, if they even think about forgetting she makes sure she yells "COME KISS ME" or will lay there sobbing until they come.

She does not stand a chance, and neither do we. We love this precious princess and praise God for her.

Eliza got a scooter for her birthday so she would not have to share her brothers Spiderman one.

It was Callan's idea to each have their picture made with her.



Notice the 3 fingers.

We had grandparents over for dinner last night. Nommie and Gandie supplied Eliza with a big addition to her fall wardrobe with some much needed dresses and shoes. Gran and Papa brought this. I showed Papa that I really liked the dollhouse shelf in PB... and HE MADE IT!

Our BIG cupcake!

And on her birthday this morning, in her birthday "party" dress.