Wednesday, July 13, 2011


You're my first, my fashionista, my inspiration.
You're the leader, the planner, the innovative one.
You love, love, love books and reading--to snuggle in your bed with a good long mystery is a perfect treat.
You love to go out, to be with friends, to see and do new things.
You are a collector: from bugs to bunnies, you love to count, arrange, and organize.
You will tell it like it is and you adore being first and right.
You chafe at not being finished, dear daughter.
You have a radiant, confident beauty from within that attracts many friends. 
Girl after girl chooses you (and you alone) when she can only have one friend over.
This you take in stride without pride.
You have always been of teenage temperament--easy going and happy one minute, moody and downtrodden the next. It is a challenge (that I love) to get close to you.
You love to cook, and when I suggest that you cook a meal by yourself, you beam.
You encourage me to make every day special from flowers on the table to written agendas to ice cream ideas. 
You dance.
You dream.
You write.
You sell lemonade with a passion and donate the money to children in Haiti.
You say things like,
"Daddy and Jacob haven't had a boy outing in a while. I think Daddy should take Jacob to a race or something this Saturday while the girls stay home and watch Anne of Green Gables."
You are infinitely girly and yet you have plenty of time left over to dig in the dirt, find worms, chase spiders, set up cages for neighborhood rabbits, and plant a garden.
You come up with outfits and ask me to take pictures to post on the blog. 
You are happy, you are peacemaker, you make us all better.
I love you, sweet oldest one, my goose.


Audra said...

I love how Naomi is always trying to take care of everyone and make sure everyone is having fun. :)

Nate said...

You also have my sense of humor and I love that about you.