Five years ago this firecracker joined the the world as we know it and life has never been the same. NEVER. BEEN. THE. SAME. Maybe because she gets up with the birds and it's likely another 5 years until we can sleep until 8am. Maybe because she's the reason we have two other hearts in our care and the best little adventure going. She is loud and smart and sweet as pie. In fact, we call her Pi. To you my biggest baby: happy 5th birthday!
[ Photos by Rachael King Johnson of HeyKiddo.ca ]
Hey Pilot,
It's your birthday. Five long years that went by in the blink of an eye. You're one heck of a star and I count myself among the luckiest in the world to have someone like you in my life. This year has been especially exciting for you because you are a fulll-on student. You can write and your brain is starting to read. READ! I love the look on your face when you sound out a word and then BINGO - realize that the letters on the page MEAN SOMETHING. And that you totally get that reading is powerful. Fireworks. I love you. I love the way you are quick to forgive and first to hug. I love the way you adore your dad. I love the way you look out for your sisters. You engage with them. You love them. You smile big and you laugh loud. (You cry loudly, too - but it's usually pretty short-lived.)
Pilot, the last five years have been a pleasure. Honestly, I am not worthy. You are amazing and I couldn never imagine life without you, my first-born who inspires, challenges and motivates me.
I love you, buddy. Happy 5.
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Today: we are having cupcakes and treats and a celebration of the person named Pilot and the day that is 12.12.12. A milestone for us here and the start of a season filled with the birthdays of a whole bunch of people we love. So good.
GO!
