Six years ago today, I met someone.
She looked like this:
I was happy to meet her.
And now she looks like this:
So today will be spent making cupcakes, wrapping and opening presents, celebrating with her friends at school while she dons the special Birthday Hat, going out to dinner, eating too much sugar, singing songs, Skyping with family, and basking in the awesomeness of my little baby girl who is now not so little.
And as a result, the only book I will be reading today will be this.
Happy birthday to my first munchkin. You are loved to the point of absurdity.
