Sophie Jane wakes you up with a smile.

Last night was Ash Wednesday service. It was a wonderful and beautiful service, ashes were imposed, communion was received, and in my completely unbiased opinion - the handsome associate pastor gave a great sermon. Wonderful, but long. We didn't get home until 9:00 last night.

The plus side of all of the late going to bed is our alarm is what woke us up this morning - not a child - an alarm. This never happens in our house. Well...almost never happens.

As Ben and I were laying there enjoying the rare moment of solitude in the morning we heard the unmistakable pitter patter of little feet and we immediately knew whose little feet they were.

I called out "Good morning Sophie Jane!" and as she came into our room,"Come here big girl!"

She headed to our bed and then stopped in her track, shouted "Bathroom!," and ran out of our room. A few minutes later she reappeared and instructed us to look towards the window as she pulled our curtain aside and sang "IT'S MORNING TIME!!!!" in her happiest little voice.

Then there were smiles and snuggles. We sang happy birthday to her as she kept trying to cover our mouths and told us repeatedly through her giggles that we couldn't sing it until it was cake time.

This is what makes Sophie Jane so great. She, for the most part, is the happiest girl. She greets each day full of energy and with a smile. She loves everything about everyone.

She gives me roughly a million hugs every day and thinks personal space must mean that you own part of the solar system. It can't possibly mean that you don't want to be held all day long.

She tells jokes like "knock, knock" "who's there?" "chicken eating sandwiches" and then collapses into a pile of giggly girlness on the floor.

She hates socks and having to share the camera with her little sister.

She loves dresses, wants to wear makeup, and her greatest ambition in life is to be a mother some day.

I love her.

Happy 4th Birthday Sophia!!!