Our little girl turned four on Wednesday.
It’s hard to believe how quickly she is growing up. I’m not really liking it so much. These last four years have been filled with a lot of changes and heartache, but, thankfully, an abundance of joy. Norah fills our lives with so much joy.
Here’s a quick look at the last four years.
Norah Shiloh – all 9 lbs. 2 oz. of her. After pouring over mountains of baby name books, Mr. H and I both agreed on the name Norah. Later we found out it is a family name, on my mother’s side. Mr. H picked the name Shiloh – means “His gift.” She certainly is a gift from God.
On Wednesday, Norah and I made cupcakes to take to her Awana Cubbies Bible class at church.
On Thursday night, we had her birthday party. Wawa B (we have no clue why, but when Norah first started talking, she called her grammas “Wawa”), GG (great-gramma), Papa and Wawa H, and Norah’s aunts Lydia, Marjorie and Emily came over to celebrate. My mom had bought Norah the Cinderella dress about a month ago – a must wear for the party.