bless my birth

How can it be? This little baby . . .

This teeny girly . . .

. . . is now 6!?

This was the special morning’s setup.

There was an applesauce cake to be enjoyed later with our church community.

I got up early to paint the present wrap. She picked out all of her presents, so something had to be a little surprising. One of the present’s paint features part of the lyrics of a song I made up for her and have been singing to her since she was an infant, now that she loves ballet the lyrics are more fitting than ever. (Beautiful Aveline, wonderful girl. Spinning and twirling all over the world . . . to the tune of Beautiful Dreamer.)
She’s still Daddy’s Little Girly.

Unbelievable!

As a 6 year old, ballet is her foremost passion . . .


. . . listening to me read The Tail of Emily Windsnap, drawing, Have A Chips (aka Dadda’s favorite chips), frosting and playing Feeding Frenzy 2 with Jonny on the XBox are pretty high up there, too. She tells me hugs are at the top of the list. I love that girl! Witnessing the unfolding of who God created her to be is the most fascinating, fulfilling and greatest joy I’ve ever known. I love that girl, thoroughly!!