This Is Ei8ht

Happy 8th Birthday, my precious daughter.

I remember the moment Dr. Schonbrun announced, “It’s a girl!”

I remember the first week of your life taking you to the hospital for morning and evening bilirubin checks for your jaundice.

I remember you, Rascal and me piling our belongings into my little Volvo wagon and driving from San Diego to our new home in Nor Cal to meet Daddy and Riggs.

I remember taking a stroll down S. Mary Avenue in Sunnyvale almost every afternoon to Starbucks for my venti iced americano and how I would feed you teeny tiny pieces of banana bread.

I remember being so excited to sign you up for swimming lessons and you meeting your first little girlfriend, Charlotte, and your matching bikinis.

I remember shopping for coordinating outfits at Gymboree for you {proud big sister} and Holden to wear when he came home from the hospital.

I remember how so very proud I was just three weeks ago when I watched you receive the body & blood of Christ at your first Holy Communion.

I remember SO many things from your first 8 years and I’m trying not to forget ANY of it.

The little things.

The BIG things.

The laughs.

The tears.

ALL of it.

Our sweet, goal kickin’, hip hop dancin’, 4-square playin’, orange chicken eatin’ {still!!}, 1D & Justin Bieber singin’, peace sign throwin’, faith growin’, arts & craftin’, lemonade makin’, allllmost 3rd grader ~ Elliott Elizabeth Aspiras.

You have the world out there waiting for you…go get it.

We love you oh SO much!!

Enjoy your day, darlin’!! XOXO