Happy Birthday, Delaney!

I have a 5 year old! My oldest daughter, Delaney, has stepped out of the toddler phase and jumped in with two feet to the elementary phase as of 6:56 am this morning.

Delaney is sweet, kind, helpful, sensitive, and responsible. She was born with a fierce independence, but her independence comes across in such a loving way. I vividly remember the day that she got potty trained. She figured it out, got her sticker, and was never going back to diapers. That night I went to put on a diaper before bedtime, assuming that the overnight thing would take a while. As a 2 1/2 year old, she looked up at me and said, “I don’t need diapers anymore. I’m not going to wear that.” I relented, figuring that wetting the bed may be a good lesson. It was about 2:00 am when I heard her little feet patter down the hallway. She reached up, turned on the bathroom light, did her business, washed her hands, turned off the light, and went back to bed. It was at that moment that I knew raising her would be a tug-of-war of letting her have her independence and still being “mommy”.

Delaney has a heart for God already. She asks incredibly deep questions and then ponders the answers for days. She is artisitic, creative, and loves music. She can hear a song and remember it immediately. She will then grace our home with the same song for the next week.

She is a true girly-girl. She loves makeup, dress up, barbies, and anything pink. At the same time, one of her favorite past times is to collect earthworms and play with them for a while. There are always two sides to every woman!

So, to my firstborn, Happy Birthday. Thank you for making me a mother. And thank you for making this journey such a pleasant one. I love to be around you! I love to hear your voice and talk with you about all the deep and wonderful things in this world. I love to watch your face light up when you experience something new. I love that you are so responsible that I have literally never worried about you running in the street or wandering off in the store. You make me laugh all of the time and I am grateful that God gave me you.

I love you, DK.


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