Jazz Hands!

Hey baby girl,

You turn seven tomorrow. Seven! I would write a post for your actual birthday, but in addition to looking like me (and acquiring my feisty nature), you’ve also mastered the knack of turning your birthday into a multiple-day event. Your birthday falls on the Friday before the Thanksgiving long weekend, so we’re having your party on Thursday after school and then taking all twelve of your best friends (You may have also acquired my ‘social butterfly’ ability) to Sparks. If I wait until the end of that day, your post would read: “I love you. Good night.”

You love lists as much as I do, so I thought I’d list somethings about you for us to look back on one day when I’m too old to remember the little things about right here, right now.

You say “anember” for “remember.”

You love to sleep, you always have. You got that sleeping gene from your Dad. If I have to wake you up for school, I will find you completely buried and cocooned under your quilt. I will peel away the layers, stroke your hair and sing “sleepy girl” to the tune of “smelly cat”, which is from a show called Friends that ended before you were even born. You love it anyway.

When you finally make your way downstairs, you will stand on the last step and wait for me to come for our morning hug. You are always so warm and your cheeks are so rosy and I love you so much.

You have the loudest farts I have ever heard. I have no idea how you amplify them, but you do, and then you get that belly laugh going and it’s the best thing ever. You get to the part where you can’t breathe and you’re squeaking out words and, yeah. You can laugh. And fart.

You call breakfast “breftist” and I will throat punch anyone who corrects you.

You have a heart for justice. Wrongs must be righted and you are quick to point them out. Unless we are pointing out a wrong you did, because then the tables are turned and it’s … not pretty.

You are a good friend to so many girls. A friend of yours wrote you a letter a few days ago and when you showed it to me, I got a little teary. She wrote about how kind you are and how strong you are and about how nice you are to her. She’s so happy to have you as a friend. I’m so happy that you have her as a friend.

You love your brothers so much and they, you. You share a room with Nathan and the two of you will talk and giggle before going to sleep. You will also play together outside. Shooting hoops, pretending to hunt, and swinging on the swings. Graham will join you often, because he loves you too.

You sure do love your Daddy. You can turn those big blue eyes on him and he is wrapped around your little finger. You know it, too.

You love God, and talk to Him often. You hear from Him too, which gives me tingles when you tell me about it.

You are full of love and life and fire and ice. I know that you are going to take the world by storm, because you’re already doing it in our world.

I love you, Missy Moo.


(You told me last week that you’d always call me Mommy, so I’m sticking with it.)

*A birthday post would not be complete without including some of my favorite photos of you.


Beach Bum

Little Miss

Love This

Me and Emily


Might As Well Jump

In the pool

Baby bear

Emily now


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  1. Dad October 10, 2013 12:54 am edit

    Happy birthday sweetheart! You are growing up so fast. You are so very special and I love you so much. Love dad

  2. Aunty Dayna October 10, 2013 11:19 am edit

    Happy Birthday Emily! I hope you have an amazing day full of fun and laughter

    Even though I’m not able to visit you guys very often, I love you and think about you every day.

    Miss you all!

  3. monstergirlee October 10, 2013 12:24 pm edit

    Hope it’s the happiest of days Emily! (Lovely post Angella, your posts about your children just radiate your love for them :-)

  4. Kami October 10, 2013 3:32 pm edit

    Wow she has grown up so much! I mean I know that she has but so fun to see it in pictures.

    Happy birthday Emily!

  5. Ashley S October 10, 2013 3:36 pm edit

    Happy Birthday Emily (and Mom & Dad!). My goodness you’re growing up to be a beautiful girl and from the sounds of it, your insides are 3 million times as beautiful as your outside. God is so good. :-)

  6. Hillary October 10, 2013 3:44 pm edit

    Happy birthday, Miss Emily! xo

  7. Hannah October 10, 2013 4:47 pm edit

    Happy Birthday, Miss Emily! Wow, 7 already … I remember your Mom posting your birth story here! Have a great day and a great year … 7 is a FUN age!

  8. Elaine A. October 10, 2013 4:50 pm edit

    I CANNOT believe she is SEVEN! Truly, I had to do a double take on the number! And those beautiful eyes, oh man! Just like her Momma’s. Happy Birthday!!!

  9. Tricia October 10, 2013 7:23 pm edit

    Whoa, the one labelled bedhead sure shows how much she looks like you! Not that you look like you have bedhead ;)

  10. angella October 14, 2013 3:29 pm edit

    Except I kind of do, with this mop of curls. ;)

  11. Patty Rosebush October 11, 2013 8:35 pm edit

    Happy Birthday Emily! I was looking in a catalog for a company I buy from for my store and there was a picture of Emily… recognized it from your list of favourites… small world.

  12. angella October 14, 2013 3:30 pm edit

    What? Which catalog? :)

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