F-I-V-E

My girl...

She loves nail polish and lip gloss.

Dresses and skirts are her favorite things to wear.

Jeans are tolerated when paired with a sparkly belt.

Her favorite flower is a rose.

She wants a garden of her own.

A garden without any bugs.

She loves her baby dolls.

Most of them have stripper names like Cherry, La La, Coco, and Cookie.

Recently she named a doll Alice. We all breathed a sigh of relief.

One day she will be a party planner.

They will be fabulous affairs with incredible decorations.

You'll want to be on one of those guest lists. Guaranteed.

Her feelings are tender.

She takes everything to heart.

Apologies come easy for her. She wants to kiss and make-up.

Her mouth is shaped like a heart.

And she will penetrate you with her deep blue eyes.

Boys will one day be entranced.

This scares the daylights out of me.

Her daddy is already a victim of her spell.

"Pleeeeease...oh, pretty pleeeease."

That's all it takes.

This should scare the daylights out of him.

She has a laugh that comes deep from her belly.

It is hard to feel blue when she is in the room.

Her charms are many.

Sometimes I look at her and I have a difficult time seeing my little baby.

Instead I see the girl that she is becoming...

And the woman that she will be.

I'm not ready for that. Not yet.

Today my girl turns five.

Happy birthday, Nora Sabine.

You, my love, are a shining star.