A VERY Late Happy Birthday!

This is your daddy's very favorite picture of you!
Taken by auntie Miranda

After almost two months in Texas, we are finally settling into a routine.  It's 7:30 a.m. right now and TJ left for work an hour ago, but it is still dark and cold outside and everyone else is still in bed!  My coffee and me are having a morning tryst, and the muses move me to make another entry in my journal.

I am very sorry little Elizabeth that I forgot to write about your birthday!  Sweet girlie, you turned one year old on Black Friday and we had fun celebrating this momentous accomplishment at our Thanksgiving party on Thursday!  Someone brought an ice cream cake (mint chip--yummy!), and your auntie Debbie gave you a small toy car which you loved and drove all over the church facilities.  Your daddy picked out a set of animal puppets just for you, and enjoyed making animal noises and prancing them around for you.   Your uncle Tim, tante Christina and tante Nita made sure your presents and cards arrived on your birthday itself, which was fun!  You liked the dolly in the carrier they sent, but your big sister liked it even more and you were sweet and generous and let her play with it.  I put the cards in your scrapbook for safekeeping.

I wrote a poem for you, my little darling, and will copy and paste it here for your birthday.  May you be blessed my daughter.  Your father and I will always be here for you and love you!

Ode To Elizabeth Greer

You open your mouth wide for kisses

You giggle and laugh in delight

Your sweet little dimples and tresses--

Your face is a beautiful sight!

You’re a ray of sunshine, my darling

Your name is Sunshine, my dear

You’re my sweet little angel starling

Your trusting eyes have no fear!

You’re a gift from God, my sweet baby

You’re a heavenly gift without price

Your smiles and coos fairly slay me

I would die for you in a trice!

You’re small for such a short time,

My love, my baby, my sweet

I’d hold you and kiss you forever--

Your soft little, pink little, feet!

But you’re growing and thriving each day

And I’m your proud little mother

You’ll be a strong woman someday

Daughter of God like no other.

And I’ll cry tears of sadness and joy

When you fly away from the nest

You’ll write the rest of your story,

And I’ll know that I’ve done my best.

Written by your mama in May of 2017

All photos by Miranda Gutierrez