May 18, 2006
Scarlett,
Happy Fifth Birthday!
Last night I admit I got a bit teary eyed thinking about how you were turning 5. How can this be, just yesterday I was being told that you would be entering this world backwards. I swear it was only last week that you took your first steps, or maybe it was last month that I heard for the first time “I love you Mama”.
My beautiful girl, you make me smile every day. (You also make me mad and frustrated and angry) but boy can you make me smile.
I was just reading the letter I sent to you 4 years ago on your first birthday, how my favorite time of day was when we snuggled together in the morning. I am so thank-full that this is still our normal routine. I love waking up each morning to look into your eyes and hear you tell me you love me.
You have grown into a beautiful young girl, you are still very much your own person. You are opinionated, stubborn (boy are you stubborn), you are loving and caring, very protective of your brother. You still have no fear of anything, one of your friends moms asked if you would be capable of having a sleep over, I laughed at this question. You my daughter can go anywhere and do anything without looking back.
Each day I watch in amazement as you grow and mature. You started Kindergarten this year and I have loved watching you learn. Within two months you learned all your letters and numbers and moved on to reading. It is amazing to hear you reading to me, I could sit for hours ( and actually I do this a lot).
You are a very outgoing child, and have many friends. Lately your best friend is Katherine from next door, the two of you are joined at the hip. At least 4 or 5 times a week she is at our house or you are there for dinner. You both have a love of ponies and spend hours imaging yourselves riding through the forest.
Listening to the stories you create amazes me, your imagination is endless. For some reason you ask to talk about things every morning while I’m in the shower. “Mom, can we talk about drains” was the question today. Why do we have drains under the sink. Where does the water go. Why? You are forever searching for answers to many questions.
Your protectiveness of Kaleb makes my heart skip a beat sometimes. You won’t tolerate anyone picking on him or treating him badly (although you’ve been known to do it yourself) If I tell you you can stay up late, you ask about Kaleb. If I give you a treat when Kaleb isn’t around, you make sure I save him one. I truly hope that the two of you continue to grow up together and remain the best of friends. On weekends at the cottage you tend to sleep in the same bed, your father and I love to stand at the door and just stare at what beautiful children we have.
My sweet angel, my princess and my Scarlie bear and my chicita banana, all of the names express my love for you.
The past 5 years have been the most amazing journey, one that I never dreamed could be so much fun, I look forward at your future and wonder what you will become, I dream about you as you enter each new step in the road of life.
As always I love you, and will be here for you always
I love you
Mom