I love the way you call for us,
(and even the times when you demand instead of ask).
I love how you play the Big Boss and the Little Lady,
All at the same time, whenever you like, whenever you’re ready.
I love the way you smile coyly, shyly, deviously and tenderly,
And how you tantrum so fiercely, majestically, fervently and intensely.
I even love how you weep so pitifully when you’re sad,
And how you refuse to say sorry when you’re mad.
I love how you always look out mostly for “kor kor”!
And how you prefer Inca over Maya
(No matter at all that Maya loves your company more, so much more)!
I love how you make me laugh at your silly ways,
How you bring tears to my eyes when I talk to daddy about our days.
I love how you’re all girly one minute,
And the perfect tomboy the next;
Also how you snuggle up with Squirt,
And then throw your stuffed toys away in favour of cars, trains and your talking bird.
I love the way you plan to go “with you, Mummy and Daddy and kor kor to Mars!”
Even though you actually love the “red spot on Jupiter!”
I love how you say you want to be a “bayyereena”,
And the way you swish your skirt and twirl.
I love how I get to be your mummy,
And most of all, how proud I am that you’re my little girl.
Happy and Blessed Birthday my littlest darling and bestest girl!