five

My girl. My darling girl.
Five came around so fast.
Five is so much older than four.
Five is so much bigger than four.
Five is creative and crafty, inquisitive and hungry for knowledge.
You are so bright. Perhaps more than you should be and far more than you realise.
You are funny and quirky. Your imagination is enormous. And always engaged. Your memory is long, so very long.
You are loving and kind. You are a tiny mother already. You are a wonderful sister.
You are determined and strong willed. You are confident and independent.
You love routine and know the days of the week. You know what activities go on which day.
You love kindy. You are counting down to begin school. I am not.
You are a great little swimmer. You just moved up to the next class. You take instruction very well.
You are a dancer. Long before your first proper class, you were a dancer.
You love to sing. With the music loud and a maraca for your microphone. Dancing must always accompany your voice. Whitney is your favourite.
You love to draw, paint, colour, paste, write. You love to create. You busy yourself with stickers, glue and tiny pieces of paper, then appear with your masterpiece - proud, no matter the grandeur.
You love books. Pamela is your favourite. I have lost count how many stories you have memorised. Aha! Oho! A trail in the snow! Whose is this trail and where does it go?
Your favourite movie is Home Alone. You love Play School and Peppa Pig.
You love spicy food and greek yoghurt. And smoked tuna, straight from the can.
You got spunk, kiddo.
You are loved beyond measure.
Happy birthday, my beautiful girl xx