Six years ago I held you in my arms for the first time in a state of shock. Your full head of 'yellow' hair was quite the sight and your eyes were unbelievably huge. I had no doubt that you were mine however and my heart grew in a way that I never thought possible.
At six years old you love to sit on the couch, cuddle and read stories. I love to read to you and love it even more when you now surprise me by doing the reading.
We love that you still believe in fairies, magic and unicorns.
We love that you are kind and helpful.
We love that you think the Winnipeg winter isn't long enough and are sad to see the snow go! : )
We love watching you skate, swim and swing from the bars at gymnastics.
We love that you are cautious and always stop to grab our hand before crossing the street. We love that you still aren't embarassed by holding our hands.
We love that you always give us hugs and kisses good-bye and good-night.
We love the way that you take each and every new situation in stride with a sense of calm that I find mind blowing.
We love that at six years old you understand that the bonds of love extend beyond what one can see and feel.
We love that despite this last year you are a fun-loving little girl with a huge imagination.
We love that depite our faults you continue to trust and love us with a maturity beyond your years.
Happy Sixth Birthday Calla Wendy! We love you to the moon and back!
Love Mommy, Daddy, Maya and Georgie