Happy Birthday Carrie!
You’re five, but I don’t have to tell you that. You have been counting down this day for months, asking me or dad how many days until you’ll turn 5. Finally it’s here. Finally. I’m not sure how much longer I could take the countdown. That’s how you roll though, Care Bear. You get excited about something and you can’t stop thinking about it. Or talking about it. Or asking about it. Or talking about it again. You can be exhausting, but your excitement usually makes the exhaustion worth it.
Its been a fun year watching you grow and learn. When you started preschool, you were a little fuzzy on your letters. Now? You’re spelling your name like a pro. You’re still working on writing it in straight line, but I will wait until at least kindergarten before I go all Tiger Mom on you. And now that you’ve got your name down, you want to know how to spell everything. Your inquisitiveness is a joy to watch. I can’t wait to see how big your learning curve grows when you hit kindergarten. As excited as I am to see you start elementary school and end the preschool payments, you’re quite content to stay put. I think your sisters may have scared you a bit about kindergarten. Yes it’s going to be harder than preschool, but trust me on this, you’re still going to have fun.
You will still have plenty of time to sing and dance, something you love to do. I don’t know where you get those skills, certainly not from me or dad. Whenever you get a chance, you grab an iPad and expertly go to YouTube to find “Gagnam Style.” It’s times like these when you seem well beyond your five years. Maybe it’s because you’re the baby of the family and constantly trying to keep up with your big sisters. You may be the youngest, but you’re more than holding your own with them. You’re not afraid to fight for what you want, whether through tears, temper tantrums, or even the occasional flying fist.
But while you can be feisty, you can also be a big ‘ole love bug, especially in the mornings when you crawl into bed to snuggle. Many times, this is well before the sun rises, but it never ceases to brighten my day. Please don’t stop doing this.
You may not know this, but we didn’t settle on your name until after you were born. We had it narrowed down to two, Calla or Carrie. Once you arrived, Dad looked at me and said what do you think and I immediately said she’s Carrie. The name more than suits you my dear. You are one of the most caring and compassionate 5-year-olds I know, but just like your name, you’ve got a lot of spunk to you.
So here’s to you my sweet Carrie on your 5th birthday. May this year be filled with new friends, new adventures, and new dreams.
I love you!