eight.

Happy Birthday, Sweet Sophie! 

photo by Keller Photography

It doesn't seem possible that you are 8 years old. 

Mrs. Childs told me you walked into school wearing your 8 shirt and she thought, "Wait. That's not right." 

But it is right. You are 8 years old. 

You can be the sweetest thing. 

You still love to cuddle and snuggle up together. 

You love hugs and kisses. 

You tell me you love me at least 3 times before you go to bed. 

Always whisper-hollering it one more time as I walk down the hall. 

You adore your baby sister. 

You play really well with Lawson. (sometimes)

You love having your room clean and organized. (and you get a little obsessive about it sometimes.) 

You sleep on top of the covers so that your bed always stays neat. 

You have two special blankets, Miss Witzy and your pink and purple bear blanket. You got them both when you were born. 

We are still working on the sassy attitude. 

We are still working on the eye rolling. (No idea where you get that from!) 

We are still working on the "not freaking out over shoes/socks/clothes that don't feel comfortable" thing. 

You drive me a little crazy sometimes. 

I ADORE you, I really do. But you frustrate me at times. A lot of times. 

I'm still telling myself... we are getting this attitude stuff out of your system now... and you are going to be DELIGHTFUL as a teenager. :) 

We love you, Sophie Nicole. 

With all that we are. 

You will forever be our favorite oldest daughter. 

Happy birthday, sweet girl.