the year was 2004.
the last day of 2004 to be exact.
6 years ago today.
new year's eve will never be the same.
not that i ever held much reverence for this day to begin with.
it has always been a major let down, party-wise.
nope, today will forever be your birthday.
i can't think about sparkle makeup and champagne when i have to think about princess icing, the perfect wrapping paper for your presents and is all this going to be good enough?!
as i said, i am ok with it.
for i love you.
more than the earth and all it's undiscovered parts.
more than wine.
i love that you could really give two shits about princesses and would rather go as a vampire or a monster for halloween.
i love that you sing songs while you pee so no one hears you peeing.
i love that you have an imaginary friend named ziggy.
and i also understand that this is bc you are painfully shy and having ziggy makes you less so.
i love when you sing and dance bc you do it in a funny way, not a scary "america's got talent" way...
i love that you love to draw more than just about anything.
(and i have saved every single piece of paper you ever put a crayon, pencil, paint brush or marker to.)
today you are 6.
six.
such a big, funny, sweet, complicated, brilliant girl.
don't take things so seriously my darling..
life can stink like a thousand butts but you have to push through..
it always gets better.
i love you.
happy birthday.
-mommy-