She made it to 6

I remember so well everything leading up to the Wild Child's birth. I remember the move right before she was born from Utah to Kansas. I remember the morning she was born. The way her soft little skin felt against my cheek. I remember the brave face her birth mom put on, but how I could feel her heart break.

From the first moment I held the baby Wild Child, I knew I would be more than her mom. I knew that as she grew we would also be good friends. Now that she has just turned six, I am wondering how she survived that long. For example: She was behind this incident and this one and this one. Then there is her love of "free gum." You know, it's free because somebody else has already discarded it and put it under the table or dropped it on the side walk. Yummy-huh? Well, that is nothing when you consider that she has sampled toilet water at Shopko. Honestly, this kid could survive a biological attack. Her immune system is well practiced.

So here are some pictures of her over the past six years that make my heart ache to have a few of those moments back and a few that make me realize there is still much fun to be had ahead.

Happy Birthday, Wild Child! I love you more than you will know until you have children of your own. Thank you for making my life fun and interesting. Most of all thank you for letting me be your mom!