This letter marks the end of your 11th month as my daughter. It also marks the last first that we have celebrated together, your 7th birthday. This last year has been a year of new things for you, new traditions, new experiences a new family and now as we approach a year since you moved in with us, since you became our daughter, there is little that you have not already experienced with us.
We had a party for you on your birthday, it was a good day, you handled it all so well. You wanted a princess party and that is exactly what you had complete with a pink castle piñata ( although there was not a Disney character to be seen because I am still anti Disney princess even though you are not).
There was no stress, you were comfortable and happy surrounded by people you love. Actually that is not completely true, when someone told you that you could get your ears pierced now that you are 7 you burst into tears because as much as you want them pierced you were afraid that it is going to hurt. Aside from that though it was a fabulous day.
You continue to be full of life, to challenge me every day and to remind me to slow down because you are not going to be little forever.
The other day I came down stairs and saw you sitting in the kitchen, all dressed up in a hilarious outfit and making notes in notebook about something that your brothers had been doing, it was the cutest moment. You have a lot of cute moments and you still talk like you are 65 most days. You keep us in stitches when we are not totally frustrated by your choices and as hard as it sometimes is to be your Mom I would not trade you for anything.
I am not sad to see the last first for you in this family pass, I look so forward to the many years of celebrations and experiences that we are going to have, you me and all those boys that we love. May your seventh year be filled with joy, love, many blessings and at long last a sense of security, cause baby girl you are stuck with me.