Happy, happy birthday, my precious Libby.
During the past six years, you have taught me what it means to be a mom
and have filled my life with laughter.
I could not possibly be more thankful for you.
Let's hope that your sixth year brings tons of fun, faith, and new adventures.
You are my sunshine, little girl
.
But seriously-- we've celebrated, we've sang, we've partied. But if you change your mind and decide you want to stay five for a little while longer, it won't hurt my feelings one bit. No one has to know; it can be our little secret. You can even keep the presents.
Six just seems to old for you.
Deal?
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