My girl...

seven
lucky number seven.

my girl.

i love her with this amazing force I didn't know existed.
she pushes every button I have...
she makes me better.
she humbles me.
and challenges me.

she dances.
she thinks.
she chases butterflies...
sparkly things.
dreams.

she is honest.
with a biting wit.

and a heart
that loves completely.

she is dramatic.
the leader.
the diva.
the queen.

she is seven
and seventeen.

she desperately wants to be...
so many things
and already
is more than she imagines.

she is beautiful
and smart.
strong
amazing
and
vulnerable.

she is my heart.
my reason.

my girl.

four

today she turns four




she loves pink & sparkly
toenail polish
purses
and
shoes



she is high drama
and can turn it on and off like a switch





she has the most animated facial expressions
and the purest heart





she's grumpy upon waking
& loves cinnamon toast





she pushes the cat around in the stroller and craddles it like a baby
she swims like a fish and has no fear





she's a master of the front roll
her ABC's
shapes
colors
and counting

she wants to learn.to.read.


she loves to snuggle
and rub your ear as she falls asleep



she twirls with no regard to who may be watching



she's magic
little miss magic



out of all that I've done wrong
I must have done something right
to be blessed with the chance
for her to call me
Momma.



happy birthday, anna-elizabeth
everyday with you is my favorite