"She's your Benjamin," Father said, nodding to Abbie as she opened her birthday gifts while her brothers and sisters watched and smiled. Every year that goes by makes that more likely. And now it has been five. Five trips 'round the sun with Abbie Rose.
I didn't cry. Not even a sniffle. Part of that was likely due to the full schedule this weekend. Alannah had three other cakes to make for her side job. We have a wonderful houseguest. We have cooked and cleaned and laughed and sang and it's all very good.
Even if she is my baby. Five is still little, right? I will postpone my sniffling 'til next year.
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“Five trips around the sun with Abbie Rose”……..something about the way that’s put – made my heart melt. 🙂
Happy, happy birthday sweet Abbie Rose! So full of joy!
Beautiful. Love this! Can’t believe she is 5. And yes, 5 is still little. 🙂
And next year her smile will have missing teeth! Yes, their young years pass by all too quick for those of us who love our children. Fortunately, as you know, they also become beautiful young adults worthy of our friendship (or perhaps more that we are worthy of theirs.)
Oh, she’s a peach! Happy Birthday!
Happy birthday, sweet girl! :o)
Happy Birthday, sweet, sweet girl! Such a pretty dress for the occasion. Five is still very small. (and gorgeous cake!)