I'm finding that this parenting thing goes extremely fast and unbelievably slow - all at the same time.
Last night, I captured Katarina, in the last few hours of being seven.
As you embark on the adventure that is eight years old, my heart is full. I'm so proud of the amazing person that you are. The deepness of your heart. All the small and big things that you remember. Your imagination that is more a raging fire than a spark - when you draw a picture, it always comes with a story. You pick out big words from the books you are reading, and use them. You dream big. You are a hard worker. You send me emails that are so silly, they make me laugh; and emails that are so sweet, they bring tears to my eyes.
You amaze me every day. I'm so thankful that all those years ago there was a miracle, and you are here with us.
I love you with much muchiness.
Eight is going to be an awesome year!