Eleven years ago today, a confident, serene baby was introduced to this world and our lives have never been the same. It seems such a short time ago, while at the same time it is difficult to remember a time when this powerful conglomeration of giggles and smiles was not with us.
How to describe Erin? Smart. Funny. Talented. Beautiful. Caring. She can run like a demon on the soccer field. The things she can do with a hula hoop amaze me. She's determined to master whatever challenge comes her way. She has invented the very best dances. She runs when I try to tickle her.
Erin has a special magic with animals; they seem to sense her loving heart. This is a talent that you ever have or do not have as a child. Erin has it in spades. So, on this, her second double-digit birthday, I am sending her these songs and clips. With love.
(We thought it would be cool if she were to be born on 02-02-02, but Erin had an independent mind. Nonetheless, Groundhog Day remain very special.)
(When she is over at our house, Declan turns into a needy dog.)
(Erin, ever wise, loves brocolli.)
(Her cat, Willow, is not a mean kitty.)
(And Erin loves her goats)
(And my wish for her.)
(And a promise.)
Happy birthday, Erin. We love you.