Tonight is the eve of my daughter's 5th birthday. It is a huge deal, as she will now be a whole hand! Plus, it seems like she is so big now, it is weird. I feel like we are crossing some threshhold.
I was laying with her tonight, putting her to sleep, and spending her last night of being 4 snuggled up together. I was recounting the story of her birth while I rubbed her face. Her big eyes were shining in the glow of the nightlite as she listened intently to my words. When I was done, she asked me, "Is that the end of my story, Mom?" I told her no, that it was only just the beginning. Every day is a new page, each year a chapter. "Make it a good book, babe."
And my wish for her is that she does.
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