I thought I'd write some great things about Iris on here since it's her big day and I love her oh-so-much. In no particular order. . .
#1 She has teeny tiny freckles on her cheeks these days and I love them.
#2 She likes vegetables. You name it, she probably likes it or is at least willing to try a couple bites before saying, "that's not my favorite".
#3 We have a pretty consistent dialog before bed that is straight out of Peter Pan. Here's how it goes:
Me: Yes, Michael?
Iris: Buried treasure. (Then she hands me imaginary gold cufflinks that belong to George. I know, she's great.)
#4 Her favorite stuffed animal companion is an unidentified lemur/bat type creature and she named him Fatí. Not Fatty. Don't say Fatty. It's Fatí with an accent.
#5 She has a stellar imagination.
#6 She loves her friends. The girl thinks everyone is or wants to be her friend (and it's not that far from the truth).
#7 She loves soccer.
#8 She loves her "baby sister". I thought the newness would wear off by now and she would be sick of not being an only child anymore, but it's just not the case. She loves her "little sister" well. She hugs her, kisses her, occasionally shares without being forced to, tickles her and watches out for her. It's a big blessing.
#9 She loves all animals. We can't walk by a dog without petting it. We can't walk by a cat without TRYING to pet it.
#10 She loves to sing. She makes up songs regularly and performs them on "stages" wherever we may be.
There are obviously a million more reasons why I love her, but I'll stop there. I feel so blessed that she's my daughter and that I get to experience her loving and wild heart everyday. Happy birthday to Iris!