Once upon a time I posted “one month at a time” reviews of the girls’ lives on (or around) their birthdays.
If I did that for Molli Malou right now, there would be 121 pictures below.
We’ve reached the point where a year at a time will have to suffice.
Happy eleventh birthday, Molli Malou! You have been a joy to raise and you bring sunshine wherever you go. Your mother and father love you very much and could not be prouder of you.
And man, did those eleven years just fly by, or what?
Let’s crank up the way-back machine (which you finally get now that we got to see Mr. Peabody & Sherman together!) and hop, skip, and jump across the years…
First, from your actual day of birth, the third of July 2004 at about 13:50:
First birthday:
Second birthday:
Third:
Fourth:
Fifth:
Sixth:
Seventh:
Eighth:
Ninth:
Tenth:
And on July 3, 2015… eleven!
Tillykke med dagen, lille skat!
We love you and vi elsker dig!
What wonderful years they have been. May you have many, many, many more. Love Pop-pop