Two years ago, we welcomed you into our lives. And you have been such a joy and bright light in our world.
The infectious laughter and the twinkling eyes. How your hair just won’t stay in one place; rather, it sticks up like a science experiment. Wild and free, that’s what you are.
You are B’s shadow. Anything he can do, you want to do. That’s how you can operate an iPad now. Or try to climb the rock wall on our backyard playset. Or attempt to jump out of your crib.
I’ve been contemplating if ballet would be good for you. No, your teachers say, put her in gymnastics. She has no fear and wants to tumble.
So, with that, Happy Birthday dear sweet Mayita.