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Dear PJ,

Six. Can you seriously be six? Can you really be my little six year old, sass-o-frass, Chinese speaking, animal loving, brother hating, monkey bar doing, drama queen rivaling, pink wearing, little girl?

You, my little small package with an enourmous punch, have been a thrill to watch grow this year. You have found your stride. You have moved so far away from being little (thank God!).

You have always had courage and confidence. You have always been self reliant. You have always been strong willed. But it has not been until this year that we have seen you start to hone those very big kid (dare I say adult) skills and use them and begin to control them.

You have taken in everything this past year has had to offer and you have blossomed.

I know every mother looks down the path and wonders what the future has in store for their children. But you, you my girl, with all that you have that is mighty, you will take your life and sculpt it without fear of judgement or fear of failure. You my little girl are going to be a GREAT woman someday.

How lucky I am to be your mother.

Thanks for being my daughter.

I love you so.

Mom

P.S. Here is my gift to you. Your 5th year of life, in pictures.

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