Happy Birthday Miss Six Year Old Jessica

She's a broad:
"Is that boy who said goodbye to you your boyfriend?"
"No way. He tried to kiss me in preschool and I told him to get lost."

She's lyrical:
Strumming a guitar while singing "Before He Cheats" by Carrie Underwood.

She's girlie:
She loves to wear costume jewelry and princess dresses.

She's a wildcat:
She'll jump on Brendon's back in her pearls and princess dress clutching onto him as he tries to buck her off like a rodeo bull and screams for me to get her off of him.

She's brave:
"Mom, is the Easter Bunny real?"
"Yes he is."
"Is it just some guy dressed up in a costume?"
"No, he's really a rabbit."
"Mom, you can whisper in my ear and tell me he's not real. I promise I won't cry."

She's affectionate:
She gives me a kiss and hug when she wakes up, every 10 minutes during the day, and at night when I tuck her into bed.

She's inquisitive:
"Mom, when you got boobs, were you afraid of them?"

She's athletic:
She's in constant motion doing cartwheels, handstands, jumping off of the highest piece of furniture.

Most of all:
She's my little baby girl who I imagine backpacking her way around the world and back again 20 years from now using all of her wonderful qualities to make her way through.