It seems like only yesterday that I held her in arms, praising God for His safe delivery of our baby girl. Now she is five! I look into those beautiful green eyes, smiling up at me in mischief, and I realize that my baby isn't a baby anymore. She's a little girl--riding a bicycle, writing her name, learning to read, and growing up way too fast. I still can't believe it.
Her birthday was extra special. We had a busy day--haircuts, shopping, homeschool gathering, and a special birthday dinner. I made spaghetti with meat sauce (at her request), and Mawmaw and Papa, Mimi and Granny, and Granny Agnes and Ms. Lydia came to eat it with us. The highlight of her day came after dinner when she was presented with her new bicycle. Then, on Sunday afternoon, we had a little party with her cousins and her new best friend, Jordanna, where she had Little Mermaid cupcakes. Everyone loved the Ariel tattoos, the playdough table and blowing bubbles.
So, for now, she's five. For a little while longer, she's my little girl--but no matter how old she gets, she'll always be my baby!
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