Dear Eva,
Yesterday you turned eight years old and I'm still trying to figure out how that happened. Because I'm pretty sure that daddy and I were just driving about 20 mph below the speed limit on the way home from the hospital with you last week. So there's really no way that you can be eight already.
I've been reflecting on the last eight years and I'm feeling pretty certain that I am the luckiest mama on the face of the planet. I can't believe that I get to be your mom. You are such an awesome kid. I don't know many 8 year olds who invite their little brothers to help blow out their birthday candles and help open birthday presents. You have such a sweet and sensitive heart. I can't wait to see how Jesus chooses to use you as you continue to grow.
I am so proud to be your mama. Don't ever doubt that baby girl. I'll love you forever!
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