You wanted to marry Daddy.
Your clothes were a major annoyance.
You learned that baby boys aren't so bad, after all.
Your laugh was infectious.
You (still) loved a good mess.
You dreamed of one day being a mama with three girls.
You learned how to be a really good friend and big sister.
You shared your Papa's love of fancy words.
You thanked God for "parades and parade candy and getting parade candy" and asked God to please make Mama's hydrangeas feel better.
Your creative, artistic side really began to shine.
You picked every weed you could find and gave most of them to me.
You started every other sentence with "Pretend that I'm a princess and...."
You sang like no one was listening...
...and danced like no one was watching.
Oh, what a sweet year! Now on to five!!
Happy birthday, Brooke!! What a blessing you are to us! :-)
Absolutely beautiful post Amy! Happy "birth" day to you, mama.
ReplyDeleteLove the undies picture! :)
ReplyDeleteGorgeous pictures!
ReplyDeleteAwww, what a sweet, sweet birthday post!
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday Brooke!!!
Absolutely precious! She is such a sweet, sweet girl. Can't wait to see what being 5 brings :-) Love you!
ReplyDeleteSoooo cute! Happy day to the big five year old! And the only one I know that sings Johnny cash!!
ReplyDeleteTears. Such a beautiful, bittersweet, poignant entry. And yes, I've come back to your blog at 1:45 am.
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