Tuesday, April 22, 2014

High Five!

My dearest sweet girl,
Another year has passed since you came into this world.  Arms raised to the sky, ready to take on anything.  This birthday marks a huge milestone for you and like every day and every second with you, it's been absolute bliss.  Time to look back on another year of excellence!
Since your last birthday you started school.  Real deal 'cafeteria food, hundreds of students and teachers' school.

Most days you wake up and complain.  'I hate school' you tell us.  Only to change your mind minutes later.  Truth is, SCHOOL IS AWESOME!  You've learned to read at an accelerated pace, write, add, subtract and your intelligence blows us away at every turn.  Girls can be mean but you're learning to stand up for yourself.  You've had your first field trip holding my hand the whole time.  I may have had more fun than you did!  You love to tell us all about things you've learned, things you've done and whether you're now 'smarter than Tyler'.  Keep up the good work and you may just get there one of these days (although I think you'll give him a run for his money).


We go EVERYWHERE together.  You're my shopping buddy, my nail salon, hair salon, pet store, tag agency, doctor's office company... all the time!  You still let out those really loud "I LOVE YOU MOMMY"s all the time.  Unsolicited, don't care who's around, lovely sentiments that melt my heart.  You're funny, talkative and ridiculously smart.  I'm sorry if sometimes I try to sneak away without you. Sometimes momma needs to go places alone to maintain her sanity!




You finally made it to Rapunzel's tower.  We had the 'best family vacation EVER' (since the last family vacation).  You couldn't be bothered with waiting in line to take pictures with princesses.  You were all about rides.  "MORE ROLLERCOASTERS!" you'd yell... Then get really mad and cry when you weren't allowed on due to height requirements.  Daddy consoled you while I ran to the ride with your brothers.  Just a few more inches though and I know you'll be riding space mountain till you lose your lunch.  The ones you were able to ride you did so with both arms up.  Momma couldn't be prouder.


You were the world's cutest Christmas tree at the school pageant.  Danced your butt off and waved from the stage to the delight of your entire fan base, sitting proudly in the front row watching.  Santa brought you every single thing you wanted and your mischievous elf made you laugh with every crazy thing he did.  



You traded your usual Valentine for a new one.  Your old one (daddy) wasn't upset though.  Your uncle surprised you at school with the biggest stuffed animal on the planet.  You sleep next to it every night and proudly proclaim your "valentine" is all yours whenever he comes to dinner.  You've named the rhino Elsa... which brings us to the next topic...


Yup... you've caught the bug.  Frozen has taken over your life.  You've asked me to legally change your name to 'Elsa' and now tell everyone your middle name is pronounced Anna.  You sing all the songs from the soundtrack flawlessly.  You're obsessed!  I have to be honest though... I'm kinda obsessed too.  Thinking of your love for this film and everything about it makes me smile!  I'll watch the movie with you anytime... for the 400th time.



You're growing up!  In the loveliest, sweetest most amazing of ways.  I think back on these last 5 years together and I realized something.  I've loved you since before I ever met you.  I've loved you ever since I can remember.  You're the daughter I've always wanted and you make me so deliriously happy that it overwhelms me.  You are perfect... in every possible way.  I know you'll grow up and things may not always be this easy.  I see how you assert your place in life and let your opinions be known.  I just always hope you remember that I'm here for you.  Always!  That you are loved beyond measure and that we all know what a great woman you will someday be.  It's a destiny that will be impossible for you to avoid.  
Happy 5th birthday my tiny, delicious pumpkin!  We love you so much it hurts!

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