Caitlin, my sweet little girl, today you are seven. And just like last year, and all of the other birthdays you’ve had, I’m wondering how time could have moved so fast. I say this every birthday, but how can it be that seven years have passed since I first laid my eyes on you?
Today for you’r birthday we kept things low key. I’m too anxious to be holding big parties at the moment, although you don’t quite understand that yet. Just because we kept things low key, it doesn’t mean we haven’t had fun. You took a cake in to school this morning to share with the class. I watched you climb on to the school bus with a sense of responsibility, to get the cake to school in one piece. I can just imagine the smile on your face as the whole class tucked in to the chocolate sponge.
Your afternoon has been filled with more fun, as you played with your new Sylvanian Families. You played outside on the new scooter Granda bought you. Then to finish of the day, we watched a movie of your choice and pigged out on tasty food. The movie you chose was Harry Potter, and I’ve finished my day feeling pretty happy that I’m raising a potter nerd. Before bed, we had cake, and as I watched you blow out your candles I thought about your last year.
Six has been a good age for you. We’ve had so many adventures, that I hope you will remember for a long time.
Six is the age you learned to ride a bike without stabilisers. I can’t tell you how proud I was, after months of hearing “I can’t do it”, to finally hear the words “Look mum I’m doing it!”.
Six is the year we stayed away in a hotel for the first time. We visited Belfast, went shopping and spent the night in a hotel, and you loved it.
Six is the year you defied gender stereotypes and wore your Avengers and Minions glasses with pride. Someone at school told you you’re glasses were for boys, and you ignored that and wore them anyway because you’re awesome.
Six is the year you became the very best like no one ever was…
Six is the year we went camping, and you someone managed to fall in the river, and split your lip in the outdoor gym all in one day.
Six is the year you developed a thrill for adventure, and climbed your first tall tree. (Six is also the year you almost gave mummy a heart attack while climbing said tree!)
Six is the year you became a Rainbow, and your confidence has grown so much.
I’ve watched you grow and develop so much this year and my heart swells with pride. You are an awesome little person with an awesome personality to match and it’s been a joy to be your mum, as a six year old and all of the other years. What will being seven bring you? There’s only one way to find out…
Happy 7th Birthday my darling girl, here’s to another year of adventures.
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