My Only

She is four years old today.  She is a sweetheart, who not only says she loves you, but she makes you feel loved.  She is smart and looks up to her brother.  She is our little porcelain doll.  She completes our family.  She is our only daughter Bailee Morgan Morrill. 
It started when Matt and I were getting ready for the ultrasound.  We had gone back and forth with little boy names, and we finally decided on Logan.  We hadn't even considered girl names.  That was just unheard of in the Morrill family.  When we saw little body parts we would say "Oh look at his little feet" or "There is his little fingers."  When the tech told us we were having a girl our mouths dropped wide open.  We couldn't believe it!!  Matt was less than enthused.  He just plain didn't want a girl.  He wasn't happy the whole rest of the pregnancy.  Finally, the day came to deliver.  The second Matt held his daughter and she wrapped her little hand around his pinkie - his heart melted.  Four years later, she still has him wrapped around her little finger and Matt isn't ashamed to admit it.  It hasn't been all sugar and spice though.  Bailee was known for her massive "Level 5 Meltdowns".  She would throw herself down on the floor with no regard to her physical well being.  She would make herself throw-up if she felt she had been in the car too long.  She refused to give up her bottle.  She always had that thing in her mouth.  She had no desire to potty-train.  Still, she always had a smile on her face and you couldn't help but laugh when she would giggle.  She is always more than willing to give you a hug or a kiss on the cheek.  Four years have just flown by.  I love you , Bailee, and I hope you have a great day!!