My oldest daughter's birthday was this week. She is 13- officially a teenager.
The moment she was born, she became my favorite person, my reason for living and the true love of my life.
She is headstrong and playful. She keeps me entertained and I love spending time with her.
Incredibly loyal and honest. I can always count on her to tell me the truth.
An animal lover that animals love back. She even makes me spare snakes.
She always voices her opinion. She is her own remarkable person.
She is never afraid to stand up for what is right. She has accurately pointed out an adult's idiocy, to their face, more than once.
She has demonstrated how to be a loving child to my other children.
And her hugs make me feel like the most special mom in the world.
She never leaves the house, even just to play in the front yard, without saying, "Bye-bye, love you, Mommy!"
Even after her friends remarked on it and implied that it was 'uncool'.
She has always loved the water, swimming (she learned when she was 2!) and the snow.
The first one to run outside to play and the last to come in.
Smarter than she let's people see. Wiser than I have ever been.
She is still my first love.
Happy Birthday, Lillianna.
Mommy loves you!!