3 is all it's cracked up to be. . .

She's officially 3!

 

For me, three years ago I was just eager to be done being pregnant.  A few weeks later, Kyle was called to the bishopric and I was left to sit on the bench in church alone, with three kids.  Several youth and friends at church pitched in to help me with a new baby.  I can recall that we haven't ever been late to church, because I refused to let my kids be an excuse for tardiness.  Jocelyn was a good baby for that kind of resolution.  She never spit up, she didn't blow out diapers, or that kind of thing on Sundays.  She was a godsend as far as babies went.

She has a Ora about her that brings people to their knees in adoration for her.  Okay, that might be a bit dramatic, but she really does have something special about her personality that draws people in.  It's awesome.  Promise.  I wonder what kind of influence she will have in the years to come.

She has always been a blessing our lives, and a choice spirit daughter of God.  I am incredibly grateful for her in my life.  She is my happy place that I can go to when I need a mental break {Unless of course, she is the reason I need the mental break.}

I am grateful for all my little girls, but today, we celebrate our little Jo Jo!!!