She looks like this now:
She is five. FIVE.
How did it go so fast? How did I get so lucky?
This girl, she is brilliant. She counted to 100 this morning, knows all her letters and sounds, and can write basic words. She remembers things from YEARS ago in great detail. She says, "Well, actually..." when she has every day conversations.
She is loving. She hugs her brother multiple times a day. She ran to get her nurse's kit (that she made at church) when he fell down. She snuggles in the mornings. Her lovie duck, Ming Ming, is starting to look like the Velveteen Rabbit.
She is creative. She sings often, and raises her hands to worship songs in the car. She gives all of her Barbies different names and remembers who is who without fail. She draws or colors every day. She is using a trash can and markers for her drum set as I type this.
She knows what she likes. She loves green beans and hates corn. She would eat spaghetti or Chick-fil-a at every meal. Strawberries are her favorite fruit. She loves to watch musicals. She prefers dress pajamas over ones with pants. She loves to have her toenails painted, but hates getting them cut. She will choose girly stuff at every opportunity, and spent thirty minutes being "Miss Hairstyler" with me earlier today.
She is five and fantastic. I'm going to keep her.
When you were born and I heard your first cry, my heart felt like it was going to burst with love. It was a moment I had waited and waited for. I prayed, begged really, for God to give me a baby. I told him I would take any baby...a girl baby, a boy baby, a green baby. I didn't care. Well, you see, God wasn't just going to give me any baby. He is so much wiser than that. He is never early. He is never late. He waited until September 15, 2006 at 5:09 pm to give you to your Daddy and me. He was right on time. And five years later I know that I really didn't want any baby. What I wanted was you.
Grateful and so in love with you,