FIVE!

How is my "baby" FIVE years old!? Geesh, five feels old. She' s not a baby anymore. A little girl now.  Oh how I love my Bella.  I love the way she crawls into bed with us each morning when she wakes up and asks me to spoon her.  I love that she loves bagels just as much as her mommy. I love how proud she is of herself when she makes her bed and gets herself dressed each day.  I love her sense of style...putting together all kinds of different colors, and fabrics, and looks---somehow she pulls off each of those fabulous looks. I love how she adores her little sister and views her not only as her sister, but also her best friend.  I love the way sh squeals when her daddy comes home from work and she is just so sincerly happy to see him. I love that she could sit in a bath tub daily for over an hour if time permited.  I love how she goes into my closet and walks around in my highest most inappropriate shoes for a 5 year old. I love that she asks for "meetings" with her friends or family,if they need to work something out.  I love the dimples in her cheeks.  I love her kind and big heart.  I love the way she smiles, the way she laughs.  I love the person Bella has become at 5 years old.

Happy Birthday to Miss Bella.  December 15th is one of those incredible days that will forever bring a smile to my face and heart.