Yesterday was a big day on all fronts. Not only was it the first day of school, it was Mojo’s birthday.
She proudly wore her first gift of the day. The previous day, we had a family party for the August birthdays at my in-law’s house. Aunt Pretty gave her a cheese in the shape of a cow.
My child loves cheese. Her first word was “cheez.” For Christmas one year, when she was a toddler, I wrapped up a bag of shredded cheese and put it under the tree at her grandparents as a joke. When she unwrapped it, she was psyched! Toddling around, eyes ablaze, waving her bag of chedder and crowing “CHEEZ!!!” — all the other presents paled in comparison. Clearly, this is still the case.
Happy birthday, Mojo! As I watch you grow older and brighter each year, I realize that you are a very cool girl, indeed. You tackle every task with competence and determination. Your drawings, which are covered with hearts, rainbows, unicorns, and flowers, warm my heart. Your love and enthusiasm for the world is a wonder to behold. I am in awe of you each day and am very lucky to be your mom.