Saturday, January 8, 2011

Happy Birthday Baby!

My baby, my youngest, my last child just turned five. Sometimes it's hard to believe it's been five years, and sometimes it's hard to believe it's only been five years.

This sweet girl, my little punkin, my firework, my blankie loving beauty has always been filled with the exuberance of life. She still loves to snuggle and give hugs and kisses, and if we let her, suck her finger.

Now she is big. Soon she will start Kindergarten, and my baby will be gone, replaced with a big girl who is not so little anymore. At times, that makes me sad, but I love watching her grow and discover herself.

For her birthday she wanted chicken wings. Jocelyn loves medium chicken wings. Yes, I know, we have one of the few children in America that loves spicy food. But, of course, when we got to Buffalo Wild Wings she didn't want wings. In fact, she hardly ate anything at all, she was too excited to get to the gifts and the cake (double chocolate with a strawberry cream cheese filling).

I love watching Joci open gifts. Each time she has this looked of amazement on her face, almost as if she just opened a box of a million dollars, each and every time.

I'm so happy she had a good birthday. I love my sweet Jocelyn so much.

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