It is hard to believe we were blessed with our first little girl
eight years ago...
There are moments I look at those deep brown eyes, with those beautiful black eyelashes and wonder how you got so big and grown up looking. But, you have always had that grown up look. You were so adorable in your sweet, "Victoria"n dresses Grandma bought you. All your beautiful black hair and your bright red lips made you the perfect "Victoria". We had all intentions of calling you Tori, but you have always looked like a Victoria. So, now we only shorten your name when we get lazy and don't want to say all those syllables to get your attention..
and it actually turns into "Tor".
And...the older you get the more I realize how blessed I am to be your mom. The smiles from little girls when you make a point to call them by name or ask them to play. The giggles from the bedroom when you and your sister are supposed to be going to sleep. Your consistent prayers during devotion time for "Aunt" Pam to get better from cancer, for Grandma to feel better, for Daddy to have LOTS of customers. Your sweet voice as you are singing with all your heart. Your "girlie" look when you are going to church. Your rough and tumble way when you are playing football with the boys or riding your four-wheeler. The twinkle in your eyes when your Daddy gets home from work. Your brilliant mind that is always at work. Your sweet smile when you first wake up in the morning and your sweet kiss when you are going to sleep at night. So many things that make you the sweetest
Eight Year Old I know.
Happy Birthday sweet Victoria!!
