
Elise making her birthday cake.
10/28/11
I'm not sure when it happened, but you went and grew up on me kid.
You are now my silly, smart, curious big girl. No more baby.
I love picking you up from school and listening to you tell me about your day.
I love it when you empty your folder across my back seat and show me all of your worksheets in the rearview.
I love how you happily crow "I GOT GREEN!" because you behaved in class.
I love your strip down to your undies "after school dance".
I love when you ask me questions about how things work, and then I hear you repeating it to your sister later.
I even love the "shades of teenage years to come" exasperated looks you give me when I'm being too silly for your newly refined tastes.
I love that you are kind and sweet and loving.
I love that you are not yet too old to come snuggle with me.
As much as I miss my drooly babygirl, I love seeing you grow up.
You will always be my LiseyPoo though, and yes, I will call you that in front of your boyfriend.
It's my right as your Aunt.
Happy 6th Birthday Elise!




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