She grew into a one-year-old who lunged face-first for her first slice of birthday cake,
turned into a two-year-old who discovered how to smear diaper cream over her face while quietly playing in her room,
developed into a three-year-old who learned to embrace her new role as as a big sister,
matured into a four-year-old who couldn't ever explore and question enough,
and became a five-year-old with a flair for performing. And random costumes.
She's six today.
You think you couldn't possibly love them any more, and then you do.
Happy birthday, Reese. You are a wonder.