Sunday, February 19, 2012

Happy Buurrthday Shubee!

She's getting old on me.
Today we celebrated in giant bounce house style the birth of my first born.
She turned eight earlier this week but we waited until this weekend to celebrate her birthday. It was a smashing success.

And as I watched her jump as bounce and giggle, I got a little nostalgic and sad. I remember when she was just a tiny baby ball of sweetness and snuggly joy. Now she's blossoming into a young lady who's concern and caring for everyone around her makes me question what I did to deserve a kid so awesome.
She is gentle and patient with her little brothers even though it seems like their personal mission in life is to take her things and hide them. Or chew on them.
She makes me laugh with her wry sense of humor and makes me cry with how spiritual she is.
Her brain works just like her dad's but everyone tells her she is a mini me.
I love her with every cell in my body and I am excited and anxious to see the wonderful lady she is to grow into.
She surprises me in a good way and is always attentive to her parents teachings. She lends an ear to a friend and starts to cry when someone she cares about has been wronged or hurt.

She loves ice cream, chocolate, and sleeping in my room when dad is out of town. She hates brussels sprouts and combing her hair. I call her my little hippie because she loves the stars, organic food, and recycling.

Baby girl, you make everything in this life better. You are a light and amazing role model to your little siblings, and an inspiration to your parents to be better. We are so blessed to have you in our lives and I pray for you to always put God first, love without abandon and find joy in all things. I hope you enjoyed this birthday party and always remain humble and gracious.

Thanks for being my kid. We love you.
And we love your wild, crazy, "I just combed it but it still looks like bed head" hair.

Happy Birthday darling baby! May your 8th year be the best one yet!!

P.S. "Shubee" is one of her nicknames. It was one of her first gibberish words that she said as a baby and she always used to yell it at her dad when he held her. And it stuck. We love it.
And her.

1 comment:

Down Roads Less Traveled said...

Love!! Happy Birthday to Shubee, Bonnie,and her real name. Wait...let's not give her multiple identities. So blessed to see you enjoying every minute of your kids. It goes by so much faster than we realize.~GA Peach