Kaia Through the Ages

So Miss Kaia has turned 3 years old. On the one hand, it's hard to believe that she is really that old. On the other, though, I can't believe this crazy journey has only been going on for three short years. So much has happened. Today's post is a small photo journal of her life so far, little snippets from our journey.

Nervous to have a baby in a house we were running daycare from, my brother and sister-in-law kindly went to stay with my parents for a couple weeks, gifting us the use of their home. The silence and solitude was a precious gift indeed. Kaia came Earth-side in their living room.

We rested on a bed of cushions,  pillows, and blankets in front of the fireplace, cozy and warm, while the crazy February snows howled outside.

 This is the result of my and Kaia's first collaborative painting. I am pretty sure at least as much paint ended up on her as on the canvas, but that still happens at times. ;)

And she grew...

And our love grew.

Kaia started crawling at 5 and a half months, and then she began to walk at 9 months. A year passed, and every day was beautiful and amazing.

 She explored, tasted, investigated, and threw herself at the world at every opportunity.

We were silly, and maybe a bit crazy, and we had fun.

And all the while she kept growing, and smiling, and loving.

We've grown things, and we've made things, and we have been the best of friends.

She's been sweet, and she's been nurturing...

And she was there to cheer me through labour, to see her baby sister born, and to lovingly and joyfully welcome her into the world.

Whom she simply adores.

She's my little princess...

And my hardcore mofo.

And she lights up my life every passing day.

I love you, Kaia. <3