Wasn't it just yesterday I was packing your bag for the hospital, holding those little white and purple booties in my hand? I sat there lovingly packing your bags, stroking my belly and feeling you move inside me and my eyes welled up with tears with just how much I all ready loved you. I knew you then, and I hadn't even seen your face yet.
You came out of my tummy and they put you on my chest. You didn't cry at all. You just lay there, content staring up at me happy to finally be in my arms. I will never forget that moment.
Ever since that moment you have brought so much laughter, and joy into this home. You are a bright light in what can sometimes be a dark world. This world NEEDED you, and God knew that. Your name fits you "Bringer of good news"(Evangeline) and "life"(Zoey).
I love the way the sunlight bounces off your white blonde hair, and your big blue eyes sparkle with laughter and joy. You are so smart, and kind. You make me laugh like no other.
You love to be outside just like your daddy. You have the biggest imagination that I've ever seen. You love food, especially fruit. When given the choice between candy and cantaloupe, you will choose the cantaloupe.
You love your brother and sisters. You have a strong sense of family even though you are very young. That is something that God instilled in you. You also have this knack for being sensitive to peoples feelings and emotions, something you must have inherited from your Grandmother.
You love tea parties and want to be a doctor when you grow up. You tell everyone, "When I grow up I'm gonna be a doctor. A happy doctor."
You have the cutest little sing song voice. You talk to me like you are an adult and it is really funny, even though some may consider it being precocious...I love it. It's just further proof of just how smart you really are.
You love Max and Ruby, fruit snacks and your favorite color is pink. You can't sleep without your purple blanket, and that's ok. You love princesses but you have yet to sit through an entire princess movie.
You can sometimes be a bit high maintenance, but that is ok. I wouldn't have it any other way. You are my Evie and I love you so very much. I can't believe that you are three today. I am so privileged to be your mother, and thank God for letting me raise you. I pray that you grow in His grace and beauty and above all learn to love Him.