Monday, January 31, 2011

Here's Looking At You, Kid

She turned four today. My baby turned four.
My youngest, my littlest, my teeny tiny baby.
Four years old.
She turned four today and I was lucky enough to spend the whole day in her company.
A whole day hand in hand.
Like that very first day, four years ago.
My baby turned four today and I was there for the ride.
We had big plans:
Go for coffee
Have haircut
Eat lunch
And when the haircut turned out to be too much of a hassle, we focused on what's more important in life.
Peach juice and croissants.
Noodles and chicken.
Miso soup.
Chocolate and cookies.
A muffin.
When my girl fell asleep tonight she smelled of sugar and spice and all things nice.
And I held her hand.
Or if she held mine.
Just like that first day.
Four years ago.

Happy birthday, Blanka Susanna! You make me happy every day.


Anna said...

Happy Birthday to your sweetheart! : ) a croissant & juice is how i want to spend my birthday this year, too! (perfection!)


RW said...

oh. yes.
happy birthday from your friends in Canada.

Helene said...

Happy Birthday to lilla Blanka from the Swiss family!

sofia said...

bra nu fick jag gråta lite, det behövde jag. Mys-tårar.

M said...

Åh, vad fin hon är. Åh, vad fint du skriver. Kärlek! /Mia

Fairy Godmother said...

Aw my little big Blanka.

Jane said...

It sounds like it was the perfect day!