Natalie was born on this day five years ago.
It’s been quite a ride.
For starters, she didn’t seem to like much.
Inside me, she didn’t like Reeses Peanut Butter Cups. I got sick whenever I ate one. It was cruel.
She didn’t like her adorable headbands
Or her bunny hats
Her carseat OR her carseat toys that I bought hoping she'd learn to LIKE her carseat
Her warm fuzzy outfit
Being called a tax deduction
Her adorable pink hat
Cake on her fingers
(And, my longtime readers will recall as she learned how to speak she would boldy say, "I don't YIKE this!")
She always ALWAYS loved her Daddy.
And allowed me to dress her in various outfits:
Before I knew it she was one…
And now she’s 5.
It’s been a fun ride.
Happy Birthday, Natalie.