My little miss is 5 today. Those who know me know I am not a sentimental person. Nor do I wish, like most, that my kids would stay babies forever. I love these older phases. I love that I can have a full meaningful and understood conversation with my kids. I love seeing them explore and learning how to do monumental things. Monumental in my eyes, anyway. I love that they sleep through the night and don’t need me to feed them. I love hearing them pray, seeing them dance, and watching as the carve their way in this world. There is something so special as each year passes, watching what they do with their next year. I am so proud of my Breezy girl. She is such a lover. She has a passion for so many things. Reading, riding her bicycle and scooter, going on walks with mommy, her brother, dogs, and chocolate. I hope I never forget the way she melts into our hands when we touch her cheek. Or her eyes that match the color of her hair. I pray to always remember her clumsiness, her love of dresses and pink, her long hair and the way she laughs when she is truly happy. I look forward to this next year of 5. To the triumphs, obstacles and love we will endure together. I wish you the best year my darling girl. I have such a love for you.
I took Breezy out yesterday to make some photos of her turning 5, since it was 70 degrees. I hope you enjoy scrolling through them.