Sunday, December 7, 2014

Happy Birthday, Rosalicious!


Is my sweet Rosie Girl seriously 8 years old?! How on earth did that happen? When did she get so big? So grown up?

We spent Rosie's birthday weekend welcoming the Christmas season, starting with waiting at the Avenue to watch both Rosie and her sister march in the Annual White Marsh Avenue Parade. Rosie walked behind the float this year - and had such a big, beautiful smile as she threw candy to her brother and friends. It's a parade - nothing serious- but it doesn't take much to bring a tear to my eye! I love watching Rosie, in everything she does. She is just beauty and grace.

My Dearest Rosalicious -

You changed my world before I even saw your beautiful face. From the moment I learned of my pregnancy, I felt you pushing me to be a better person. Nearly 9 years since that moment, you are still my motivation.

You have a sense of justice that is enviable. If everyone could live a little more like you, the world would be a much better place.

 From the time you were 20 months old and had me pick up a rotten, nasty fruit salad from the Babies R Us parking lot (It not nice to litter, Mommy), to encouraging me to be compassionate when it is far from how I feel...every one of our interactions inspires me to be the very best possible version of me. 

You are loved and beloved. The birthday cards from your friends all spoke of your kindness, love and grace - and you exhibit these without even trying. 

Everyone loves my Rosie Girl - and I am so proud to call her my daughter.