i spent all day long thinking about how it's the 28th of september and i need to tell stella who she is today ...
because that's what i do on her half birthdays. 4 1/2. 5 1/2.
and then i realized that it was actually the 29th. and i was already late. and i didn't have pictures available at that moment.
and hello? haven't i mentioned that i suck at getting shit done on time before???
so. yeah. and now.
SIX and A HALF.
holy. when did i get here?
so my belly. this is who you are ... today.
and probably tomorrow ...
... like REALLY love pink.
... but mostly just light pink.
... though you decided that sometimes you might just like turquoise.
... but it doesn't matter what color cup/bowl/spoon/pillow you have anymore. that's SO last year.
... you are still figuring out the whos of who you are.
... sometimes you yell too much - and i think that's my fault. i'm trying to be better.
... sometimes you stress too much - and i think that's your daddy's fault. but he's getting better.
... you love art.
... and music.
... and making people happy.
... you love french onion soup. and people always have a look of confusion when you order it at the restaurant. (apparently children aren't supposed to like french onion soup.)
... but at every possible opportunity - you tell people that your mommy actually makes the best french onion soup. ever.
|(you are very bright ... har-dee-har-har.)|
... you are beautiful.
... and out.
i love you as big as the universe. (and just for the record ... that is really REALLY big.)