Dear Charlie (or Charles, or Charlie Pete, or CP, or Charchie, or Charlos, or Char,)
HAPPY THIRD BIRTHDAY! I can't believe you're three. You are old but still so young! I kind of feel the same way about my age so we can be twins ok? OH Charlie... where to start? I love you sososososososo much and I can't explain to you how happy it has made me to watch you grow the past three years. You have truly been one of the biggest blessings in my life.
I have to tell you a funny story, Charlie. I actually remember being three. Call me a liar, but I pinky promise. Not every single moment of being three, but there's a few moments that I distinctly remember. One of them being my third birthday party. I wore a red shirt with pink flowers all over it and had a pinata that looked like a sun and it was in the backyard of my old house. So there's a possibility that you will remember today, your McDonalds birthday party in the play place on Pearl, with your best friends & family celebrating with you. And you know what that means? That means you're getting pretty big.
Anyways. Now I'm just rambling on like big sisters do. To wrap it up: We love you Charlie. You'll probably never fully understand how big of a blessing you were to this family. I'm looking forward to manymanymany more years of being your "Sissy".