Happy Birthday Sweet Little Cassidy

As we were heading out the door to take these four year pictures of her, I was running through my checklist out loud of what I needed to remember to bring; my camera, the bundle of balloons, my wallet (for the ice cream I was going to be treating her to afterwards), and of course, "my girl". Then I heard Cassidy holler from the backseat of our minivan, "Mommy, I am not your girl!" I suppose I expected her to then say something like, "Mommy...I am Cassidy", but instead she said, "Mommy...I am Daddy's Girl!"

Well "Daddy", your sweet little girl is now four...can you believe it?