the lilster is six.
Sometimes I truly wonder where the time goes. Just when it seems like time can't go any slower, boom, six years pass faster than you can snap your fingers. And today, I honestly cannot believe this little monkey is already six. I remember the anticipation, the seemingly endless months of waiting, and the excitement like it was yesterday. I was that proud sister who burst into that homeschool meeting we were supposed to attend that Monday she was born, yelling at the top of my lungs, "It's a girl! It's a girl!". My dad still has the post-in note on which I hastily scrawled, "Baby born! 7:10am, 7 pounds 8 ounces." And later, looking down at her nestled between pillows on the bed, committing her tiny body and sweet newborn scent to memory, is a moment I'll never forget.
Lilly, Lilster, Monkey, Lil, Lillybug (and the myriad of other nicknames you've managed to accumulate in your short life), happy birthday. I love you so much and can't imagine life without you. You're the best.