Practically A Grown-up [Happy Birthday, Baby]

Sweet Angelique,

You are five today. Five! Practically a grown-up.

You have changed so much in the last year, not just physically but also in terms of the person you are becoming. But we’ll start on the outside and work our way in, because what’s on the inside is what really matters.

You are almost as tall as I am. As unbelievable as that sounds, it’s true. When we stand side-by-side, your head is in line with my chest! And I’m not that short. If you could wait until you hit your teens to overtake me in height, I’d appreciate it. (In the meantime, I’m considering doing what my grandmother used to tell me she wanted to do: put a brick on your head so you’ll stop growing.)

Practically A Grown-Up [Happy Birthday, Baby]

Your face has changed. There’s no more baby, no more toddler. You’ve lost two teeth – your bottom front teeth – in just over a week. The second tooth, the one you brought to me on Sunday, didn’t fall out by itself. You yanked it out and presented it to me proudly. “Mommy, I can’t wait to show you what just happened!”

Practically A Grown-Up [Happy Birthday, Baby]

Your hair reaches your waist, and that’s as long as I’m going to allow it to get, I’m afraid. I know you want Rapunzel-length hair, but waist-length hair is all that Mommy and Daddy can handle.

Practically A Grown-Up [Happy Birthday, Baby]

I am blown away by how creative you are. You are colouring in beautifully, and your new favourite thing is to colour those grown-up colouring pages. Last week you drew a whole family of monsters. Yesterday you made a fairy.

Your memory amazes me. I don’t think anything escapes your attention. You still talk about things from the first house we lived in – before Emmy was born!

Practically A Grown-Up [Happy Birthday, Baby]

You are a wonderful big sister. I love how you look out for Emmy, how you show her how to do things and help her when she’s struggling with something. Your heart, my angel, is so big.

You never stop asking questions. Deep questions. Questions I’m not always prepared for. It amazes me to hear you talk and process things.

Practically A Grown-Up [Happy Birthday, Baby]

And when you pray, my heart is filled to bursting. Such a sweet, pure faith. Oh, Angie, my prayer is that your faith will only grow and strengthen, and the desire you have for Jesus will be the desire that guides every choice you make.

Happy birthday, sweet girl. We love you so, so much.

Practically A Grown-Up [Happy Birthday, Baby]

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