Lillie Boever. How in the world are you nine years old? You really are the sweetest girl I know. I am not just saying that because I am your mother. You hand out compliments like it is your job and are always the first to tell anyone thank you, how nice they look, or to just compliment them on some random item. You are a kind soul and very aware of others feelings. You LOVE life. Did I say that loud enough? You delight in things most would never find joy in. You get excited about everything and meeting everyone. I think others have a hard time understanding you as you are still so childlike in how you view the world. Your mind is so simple yet so complex. What I love most about you is your appreciation for everything even speech class. Every Thursday morning as we drive over together, you tell me how excited you are to see Mrs. English and ask me which house I love the most while we are driving. You come running out each week beaming, waving your hand wildly as if we hadn't just seen each other 25 short minutes ago. You love Damaris like we just brought her home yesterday. You still write us a note every night and tell me each night how nice my bed looks when it is made. You thank me for dinner every night and are very specific about what you liked most about dinner. I wish I was more like you in that appearances mean nothing to you. You would go to speech class in your underwear if I let you. Not as a act of disobedience, but you simply aren't caught up in how you look. You tell me often, after the fact, that you prayed for certain things throughout the day and they are usually very simply things like hoping to go to the park or to have ice cream after dinner. God must smile at you often. You do very well in school and are so patient with me. Like most, I require Math done to perfection and you will patiently redo problems over and over as I ask. I marvel each day that you haven't tired yet of doing your school work. You are always the first to get started and the first one done. I can't keep up with you in the mornings. You make your bed the minute you step out of it. You are hands down our best eater. You eat anything and will try anything.
It is never good for me to look through old pictures. Way too painful. I say it again, "Thank you again that I was home to watch them grow." What if I would have missed it all and it is all going so fast.
Happy Birthday, Lillie. We love you so much.