To say it flew by doesn't cut it. Some of it hasn't been easy. There is plenty more "not easy" to come. But, oh, kid if I had to climb into the sky to hang the moon back in its right place for you, I would.
You are easily the most affectionate, huggingEST little lady on the planet. If only a leg is available, you will hang on tight and if you happen by a neck, you will choke a sister out with your hard, tight love arms.
My uterus is some little tiny car that popped out 2 goofy clowns. You kill me with your funny, your lips all pursed when you try not to laugh at your own joke. I love the way you bust into a room, "Hey GUYS? GUYS!" and never get tired of hearing you say, "WOOK at ME! imma PWINCESS!".
Yes, honey, YES YOU ARE.
You BUILD stuff. I mean construct and engineer and demolish and raise back up again. I love watching your little brain figure out what's going on in front of you.
You think too much.
But that's an admirable quality.
You are a delight, Eden. A wonderful, strong, sensitive beam of joy's pure light.
Happy Birthday, Baby.
Thank you for rounding us out.
Tampa Area Photographer
6 years ago