Today, you are six. Six! Six years since you made my life a better one.
I look at you and wonder where my baby has gone. There’s absolutely no sign of her today. You are tall and lean, my little string bean. Your wavy hair frames your delicate face ever so beautifully and your hazel eyes and dusting of freckles across your nose and cheeks match mine. You are truly perfect in my eyes.
Ever since you started school, you’ve become a bubbly little thing. In your sing-song voice you tell me about your adventures at Big Break and how far you can make it across the monkey bars without falling off.
You absolutely love school. You’re determined to master reading and writing and ask me every chance you get how to spell words. Your handwritten notes and drawings are scattered throughout the house. Sometimes they make sense, others they don’t. My favourites are the ‘I love you mum’ ones accompanied with an hilarious caricature of me.
You love art and craft and spend most of your time creating, cutting, gluing, sticking and colouring. Our floorboards seem to have a permanent layer of glitter over them.
Your passion for dance shows no sign of waning. Every Friday afternoon you’re eager to skip off to ballet, jazz and tap with your besties. I can’t imagine you ever not dancing. It seems to be in your blood. You can’t even walk for two minutes without breaking into a skip, twirl or leap.
While you’ve blossomed into a chatty little girl, you still cherish your quiet time. I can often find you on your bed reading or nestled into the corner of the couch thinking.
You were born with a sensitive, caring and nurturing soul. You’re an awesome big sister and would do anything to help your little sister. You even offered to wipe her bottom the other day when I was tied up.
You are my helper. I don’t even have to ask you to do things. You automatically make your bed, bring your plates over to the kitchen, and when daddy hurt his back recently you happily played nurse.
You’ve taken on a mother hen role at school helping the other kids in the classroom. I’m told you’re the first one to give someone a hug when they’re feeling sad and always volunteer to take sick kids to sick bay.
You are cautious by nature and take your time with new things. Never one to rush in, you assess the situation, look to your dad or me for reassurance and then give it a go. There’s nothing better than seeing the look of pride and satisfaction on your face when you achieve something out of your comfort zone.
Your dad and I are so very proud of you and the beautiful, smart and loving big girl you are becoming.
As always, my little love, we are so lucky to have a truly special little soul like you in our lives.
Happy birthday, sweetheart.
Love Mummy xxx
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