Little girls are precious gifts, wrapped in love serene.
Their dresses tied with sashes and futures tied with dreams.
My dearest Elsa - You really are a precious gift to our family. You may have turned one this month but you will always be my baby. You have the most protective brother and sister who think the world of you. They are your biggest cheerleaders - never wavering in their enthusiasm for having a baby sister. Your face lights up whenever they walk into the room and then the squealing starts. Daddy gets the same treatment and on the rare occasion that Mama is away from you, I am greeted by a fast crawling, hair pulling, wet opened mouth kiss that turns me to mush. You look at me with your deep blue eyes and I see the trust you have in me to provide for you. We don't know what the future holds, but I pray that all your dreams come true. I know mine did when God gave me you.
Happy First Birthday!