And so one day I can look back and remember...
At 6 years old Flynn still likes milk. And only white milk. That's it.
She loves school. She loves it.
Flynn loves SpongeBob. She knows every episode. And so do I. : )
She still loves Cinderella. She dances and sings and twirls and pretends to be her. All the time.
Flynn loves her new puppy, Mocha. She is the biggest helper with her.
She loves to help me! She dusts, and carries clothes baskets, and mops. Really.
(Could be a Cinderella thing.)
She still loves to snuggle with me every afternoon on the couch. With the blue blanket. And the dogs.
Flynn loves strawberries, yogurt, peanut butter sandwiches, and sliced apples.
She adores her blanket, Taggie. And must be holding the soft little tag when she drinks her milk.
She is always happy. Always fun. And she tells me she will always love me. Even if 1000 skunks spray me, she would still hug and love me. : )
Happy Birthday, Flynn Grace. We love you!!!