My little girl, has turned five! I can hardly believe it. It truly does fly by and I can't believe I'm writing this (even though it's three months after the fact). She has grown in so many ways. Just the other day I was looking at a picture that was taken shortly after she had turned four and I can't believe how much more mature she looks in one year!
We out did ourselves in the way of celebrating. Considering her birthday was on a Thursday and she still had school the next day, we didn't have the parties (
yes parties,) until Friday and Saturday. But we did let her open some of her gifts on her actual birthday and had a celebratory cupcake. It was the same cupcakes I took to her class for her birthday earlier in the day.
A bit frightened by Dad lighting the candles on her cupcake
Dora Ballerina Movie (Makenna is still wearing her dance outfit from class earlier that night)
Hello Kitty hat for winter:
Just in time as it decided to snow that night!
In looking back over the 5 short years you've been on this planet, I can't believe how much you've grown in height, looks, and personality. I thank God every night for sending such a sweet spirit to me. To show me face to face all my quirks and flaws as you reflect to me what I show to you. This has only made me try and be a better person so that you will then reflect to other's what a great girl you are.
I so look forward to many more years of watching you grow, learn, and love. You make me laugh with all your "butt-shaking" and you amaze me with the things you come up with, your amazing memory, and how you understand and grasp things so quickly.
Even though I get impatient with all your questions sometimes, I love that you're trying to learn and understand everything around you. I love Sundays most of all with you as you cuddle up on my lap during church and I'm trying to hold on and remember your embrace. I know as you grow older those tender moments will be less and less as you grow and become more independent. I hope you always know, that you can run back into my arms for any reason and I'll always have two arms open to hold you.
Happy Birthday my little one!