Zer

Zer, Melzer, Mela, Mel. 

My little girl.  She went and turned 7 today.  For the last couple of weeks I tried to talk her out of it.  Tried to convince her to stay 6 for another year.  Even tried to convince her of all sorts of things she couldn't do once she turned 7, like go the park and play with dolls.  No dice, she saw right though it.

Mel really is the sweetest little girl one ever could hope for.  I honestly don't know what I did to deserve such a sweetheart.  Always wanting to help, even this weekend when I was replacing our water heater she was right there, in the way mostly, but just wanting to help.

Couple of weeks ago I told her I wasn't going to walk her down the aisle when she gets married.  I was only half joking.  I don't know how I could possibly keep it together.  I tear up just thinking about it. 

No matter how bad the day, Mel has always been there with a smile.  Always been there with a hug and a kiss.  Real sweetheart she is.

With a friends dog.

With Oz, he loves her too, even if it doesn't look like it here.

Happy Birthday Mel.  Try not to grow up to fast.