My Dearest Lael,
I haven't quite grasped the fact that you turned 7 today.
How has it been 7 years. YEARS. 7 of them.
My heart hurts because time is slipping between my fingers.
I need to find more time or hold on to those special moments when possible.
This year you wore many hats. One as a cheerleader. You may not have been the loudest, and you may have gotten some of the words wrong. But no one had a brighter smile. Hands down.
You are currently finishing up soccer. You kick ass in soccer. You don't even have to try hard. You're a natural.
While looking through photos, I could not find many where you weren't smiling.
Except the ones where you are concentrating with your tongue hanging out. I love when you do that.
You are also a fish. You loved the water so much you were the youngest on the swim team. They called you the Little Mermaid.
You are a clown. You are always trying to make someone laugh. You ALWAYS make me laugh.
This May you had a life changing experience. You became a big sister. You love your brother with a fierceness. It's so sweet it hurts sometimes.
I thought 6 was great, but I have a feeling 7 is going to rock the party! Just like you.
Happy Birthday Lael, words cannot express the love I have for you baby girl.