Happy birthday to you.
Happy birthday, dear Annika!
Happy birthday to YOU!
Fourteen years old! You are growing to be a beautiful young lady. Smashed between five boys, you're perfecting the art of being a lady, yet keeping up with the guys. Standing in a corner one evening at a charity dinner, I was watching you serve meals, coffee, water, moving amongst the really tight tables so gracefully, smiling at each person. I was so proud of you. My baby girl....all grown up!
Okay, not quite, but almost!
Your joy is infectious. Hold onto that, even when life may seem a little dumpy. And always remember that your joy is only complete in Him Who created you!
I love you!
Love,
Mom xo
Sometimes you stay behind to ski with Momma,
but more often than not you're in the midst of your brothers and their friends.
Contemplating God's creation or your next move in a snowball fight....
Just hanging with one of our little friends ~ we're blessed to have some younger 'sisters' around.
Chilling ~
You love the littles ~
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