And here she is with her cake:
Happy Birthday baby girl. It seems like only last week that I was frustrated with you in the store while you sat in the cart - you were about three years old and giving me fits, so I bent down to your level and in an exasperated tone said, "What do you NEED??" You looked up at me with your big blue eyes and timidly replied, "Lovin' ". I melted at your request and scooped you up and gave you a big hug. You hugged me tight, and then leaned back to meet my face again and asked, "Can I have some juice with my lovin'?"
My birthday wish for you is that you will remember that getting older is not as bad as dad and I make it look, and that no matter how old you are, I will always be here to give you lovin'.