I love your zest for life.
I love your imagination.
I love how before going to the library today, you dressed yourself in a maroon shirt, pink skirt, blue jacket, and hot pink water shoes.
I love your spunk and that you call this pose your "body sass" pose:
I love that you help me cook every single meal--breakfast, lunch, and dinner-- nearly every day and I love how much you thank me for "doing a good job, Mom, and helping me out in the kitchen".
I love that you will spend hours making your own fabulous culinary delicacies in your own kitchen (that thing is the gift that keeps on giving!).
I love how you give me butterfly kisses when I tuck you into bed and then tell me what you are going to dream about that night (usually involves flying, fairies, clouds, stars, friends, and chocolates).
I love how much you love chocolate.
I love how when you get frustrated with your sister, you start counting at her and then send her to time out. (Okay, I don't love that, but it does make me giggle a little)
I love how you include your sister in play, make sure that others are being nice to her, and request her to snuggle you first thing every morning.
I love how incredibly relaxed you look when you sleep.
I love how difficult it is for you to pose for a picture without wanting to pull a face like this:
I love it when I can capture your sweet smile on camera.
I love how quick you are to forgive and love others who might say or do hurtful things to you.
I love how much you look forward to your dates with Daddy.
I love playing with your beautiful long hair (when you let me!).
I love how much you enjoy learning.
I love how much you teach me about life, sacrifice, agency, kindness, obedience, forgiveness, patience, and love.
I love whispering in your ear every night as you give me a goodnight hug, "thanks for letting me be your mommy."
You are truly the best, little girl and make me a much better me.
I love you.