Six Years

We have a birthday girl in our house who loves dolls and pancakes and snuggling.  She looks taller.  She smiles a snaggle-tooth smile for the first time.  She can look me square in the eye and say "No" to my requests with such purpose that I fear for her older years. And mine.  She laughs more heartily.  Her favorite thing is Mommy-Daddy-JuJu dance parties.  When no one else is looking she can read and read and read.  She worries with a ferocity that worries her mother. She loves us so sweetly.  She is six years old.  We are so very proud of her.