Another broken promise

I love my kids' birthdays.

Love, Love Love them.

But every time one rolls around I say, "well you can have this one...but only if you promise not to have another one."

And not a single one of them has ever kept that promise.

She turns 6 on Tuesday.

6.

really?

how can 2004 have been 6 years ago? how can that tiny peanut of a baby now be going into kindergarten? how can she now be the big sister? really? where did that time go?

And she makes my heart stop.