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Happy Birthday Emma!

I was planning on writing this tomorrow because that is Emma's birthday, but it looks like it is going to be another long night of blood testing so I decided to make good use of my time. 

We had a party for her tonight and she got sung to at church, so it seems ok to write about my darling 10 year old daughter tonight.  Ten years ago tomorrow night I was holding my first baby daughter in my arms.  She was my easiest delivery and a sweet, sweet baby.  I felt like I had my hands full with a toddler and a preschooler to care for as well, but she was definitely a welcome addition to our family.  Her big brothers loved her right away; Taylor would shake her hand and say, "welcome, Emma, welcome." 

She has a tender heart and is a hard worker.  She is very organized and responsible.  She loves animals and the outdoors.  She likes to play basketball and has a good shot.  She is petite and beautiful.  She grew her hair long so she could donate it to "locks of love," an organization who makes wigs for children who have medical conditions that make them lose their hair.  She had to cut it pretty short in order to get the required 10 inches.  She looked adorable with long hair and adorable when it was super short.  It is growing a bit now and she looks adorable still.

I was so happy to have a daughter.  We have a close relationship; although, I am becoming embarrassing to her from time to time.  She sleeps with a blanket that reminds her of me--sweet.  I love her and am so glad Heavenly Father let her be a part of my life--forever!

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