Maris is four years old….
She is my favorite number…she is my favorite girl…
I had NOOOOO idea four years ago the magnitude of this gift God was placing in my hands….I had no idea that from that moment on, part of my heart would be out of my chest and walking around and saying things like…”Mommy, your I-pod is your responsibility!”….Or the pain I would feel as they held her down to administer her first stitches in her chin…Or the humility and awe I would experience as she sat at the kitchen table and talked about Jesus’ death, burial, and resurrection…Or the desperation as I stay up late at night to read books like The Spirited Child and The Strong-Willed Child so that I can get a little bit of help…Because she is such a fire-cracker….
One second she is brilliantly smart…and the next she is stubborn as the day is long….and then she is as sweet as honey…then she can be mean as a hornet….
She leaves me speechless.
And I still can’t believe that this little precious thing of a girly girly girly girl is in our hands…for a time…
Maris, You are My Baby Girl…
I Love you to the Moon and Back!
Happy Birthday Maris!
Happy 4th Birthday Maris Marie! I remember the day you were born. We all anticipated your arrival. It’s hard to believe that it’s been 4 years. Love to all!