The Gosling isn't a gosling anymore, cause she's 4.

 4 Years ago today she was born, sniff sniff.

It sure was a rough entry into the world that this little one had, but she came out strong and ready for the world. By day three or four she was already lifting up her head and looking out at the world around her. She was independent and interested from the beginning and ready to take on life.

Liv sure is a strong willed girl, and she knows how to put up a fight, but on the flip side, she sincerely loves to help out, and loves to serve. I can't tell you how many times I have spilled this one box of crayons that we have all over the floor, and no matter what Liv is doing she will come to my aid and immediately start picking up crayons off the floor and put them into the box, without being asked.

I know there relationship started out a little abusive, but she really does love her little brother so much. Its funny to watch them play. The other day I heard her say "I'm going to play Hulabaloo Warner you want to come play too?" and I hear his little feet hobbling as fast as they can towards her. 

The other day Jaron and I were laying in bed, we had just woken up, and we could hear the soft voice of Liv reading the story of Goldi Locks to Warner in his crib. This is a very common thing to witness. She loves to climb in his crib with him and either chat or read with Warner. He of course loves every minute of it.

I love how Liv expects Warner to be a little person in our house. For example this morning Liv woke up first, bright and early with Jaron and came downstairs to watch a show while the rest of us got up more slowly. I heard Warner making noises and decided I ought to get out of bed, so I went and got him and brought him downstairs. After serving them both a bowl of cereal, Liv looked at Warner, who was quietly eating his bowl of cereal from his high chair across the table, and said "Warner! You haven't even wished me a happy birthday yet!". Warner simply blinked his eyes at her. So I taught him how to say Happy Birthday, and that satisfied Liv.

At dinner lately, we have all been having discussions of things that we are grateful for. Yesterday Liv instigated the conversation. She said, "You know what I'm grateful for Mom? I'm grateful for a family". It was so sincere, and sweet. She loves her family so much, and will often spontaneously say, "Mom, I love you".  Oh this girl is a little love. And I love her so.

She's our dress up queen, girlie girl.

Our little artist.

Violinist.

And Singer.

Happy Birthday munchkin.