My baby is having her seventh birthday today. Seven years since she was born at home in our bed.
She's done so much in her short life.
She smiled when she was a day old.
She taught herself to use scissors when she was two.
She built a "motherboard" out of LEGOs.
She has the artist's eye. And the artist's temper.
She's gotten down and dirty with nature.
She's scared the wits out of us.
She helps without anyone asking.
She gave herself a haircut. Twice.
And soon she will be in her very first dance recital.
She is my little spitfire. My angel with the mischievous smile.
Happy birthday my darling Sierra! I love you!