And so we come to the last, which was really the very first, of the birthdays we celebrate in February.
Today, my Monkey Girl turns 12.
I really don’t know how this is possible.
How the sweet little girl with the lisp who sucked her thumb and picked her nose during pre-school concerts turned into the beautiful, confident, amazing girl I see before me.
There is no one quite like my Monkey Girl.
She is sweet. She is kind. She is brilliant. She is funny. She is creative. She is sensitive. She is strong.
She is my role model.
I love her beyond words and we share a connection that is indescribable.
My girl.
My heart.
Happy 12th Birthday to my precious Monkey Girl. I am so very proud of who you have been, who you have become and who I know you will be.
Happy Birthday Monkey Girl! I hope you have a great day!
Comment by Debbie — February 23, 2013 @ 12:45 pm |
She says ‘thank you!’
Comment by abozza — February 23, 2013 @ 10:04 pm |
happy birthday Monkey! This is one of the first times I can say that annoying phrase (but completely pertinent to this situation) that I remember when she was 2 years old and used to call V and me “my girls.” Give her my best, and I hope this year is a spectacular one! Though I don’t know her anymore, she seems like a terrific girl!
Comment by Amy Johnson — February 23, 2013 @ 12:53 pm |
Thanks, Amy! She actually reminds me quite a bit of you. 🙂
Comment by abozza — February 23, 2013 @ 10:04 pm |
Well, that last line made me all misty. My younger daughter will be 12 in May, so I’m on your heels here. Time F-L-I-E-S and we can’t stop it, so enjoying every step is the key. Happy Birthday to your monkey!
Comment by Michelle — February 23, 2013 @ 3:45 pm |
Thanks, Michelle! I’ll pass it along!
Comment by abozza — February 23, 2013 @ 10:05 pm |