Happy Birthday, Billie

My little baby turned 9. Jesus how quickly that passed. She reminds me of me, so much. The youngest of three, the cheeky one, sarcasm is her second language - and then she goes and does something that I never would have dreamed of. When asked what she wanted for her birthday, she demanded a printer's draw. One she can put on her wall to collect little trinkets. She loves creating little worlds of perfect order. And I love her. We make each other laugh so much, while Tess makes us dinner and tells me stories of her day. What a lucky father I am.