My sweet, first daughter. Today you are six years old. My, these six years have flown by. It feels like just yesterday that you were a borderline premie, small and grumpy and never truly happy unless your soft cheek was resting on my warm skin…

May you continue to grow in beauty and grace! May we always cherish the pieces of paper “art” you leave all over the house. May I always remember to say “yes” to princess dresses, chocolate and tea parties. May your hair be ever “wild and free”, just like you. Happy birthday, my love!