Happy Birthday, Bee!
Dear Bee,
8 years ago yesterday, landisdad and I were in the hospital, wondering what we had just gotten ourselves into. Little did we suspect, way back in September of 1999, that we would one day be hosting a luau birthday party, complete with a limbo stick.
You are more amazing at eight than I ever believed possible. I can start to see the teenager, and young adult that you are becoming, and I like her.
Every morning, I wake up wondering what we’ll talk about on the way to school, and what funny stories of third grade you’ll come home with.
Have a wonderful year, darling girl.
Love, Mommy