Thursday, June 26, 2014

Happy 9th Birthday Parker Parker One-Nine Crazy Hair Kimball!!


Happy Happy Birthday Day Parker!!

Dear Parker,

Wow I can't believe you are 9 years old!  It seems like just yesterday, we were taking you home from the hospital!  I admit out of my four children you are the most unique!  I should have known, the first few colicky weeks of your life, there would be special things in store for you or maybe more like in store for daddy, and I.  It is never a dull moment with you as a daughter!  Parker Parker One-Nine, you are my rough and tough tumble weed - you are a compact mass of muscle, shorter then most kids your age, yet you're solid as a rock. You are naturally reserved, cautious, and quiet, unless of course you are in your comfort zone, then you have a silly and free little spirit - rambunctious at times if I do have to  admit. Your love for animals, what can I say, that maybe we should be living on a farm where you will be in your natural element - though your Momma on the other hand, would be totally be out of hers! You have this way about yourself, more of a "march to the beat of your own drum" personality, which will benefit you in your later years(don't ever change that).    I love your beautiful,  big, brown, doe eyes, small button nose, and your thin little lips.  OMG, and that untamed thin, wispy hair - long, wavy, and brown,  on most days it can be found hanging in you face. Ohhhh that crazzzy hair of yours, it's the icing on the cake, it makes you, well YOU!  When I ask you if I can brush it, your typical response is "I like my hair this way".  I think to myself, Oh dear Lord, help me!   I absolutely adore you  for being just that, YOU!  Happy 9th Birthday Ragga-muffin!  I love you!
~Momma 
























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