Quinny...

As I write this tonight I couldnt help but think of how happy and excited I was the day I found out I was going to have a baby girl. And the day she was born, was even more surreal because I really, secretly wanted a girl more than anything at the time. I am truly blessed to have Aubrie. She has been everything I could have asked for in a daughter. She is beautiful, smart, funny, caring, and so athletic. She tends to be on the shy side and is timid with those she first meets. You have to prove your trust to her, she doesnt just trust any one. In fact I believe she has a good judge of character with people. Nice quality to have. She is definately my most obediant child and has such a sweetness about her that just makes me melt. She is a daddy's girl and has him wrapped around her finger. She loves being s big sister. I couldnt do it without her. She helps me so much with the girls when Mitch is gone. I hope I never take her forgranted. I love that she loves school. She helps her friends and always has a smile on her face. She is turning seven tomorrow. I can hardly stand it, by babes are all growing up before my eyes. One more year and she will be baptized and what a special day that will be for her and us. I was reading on one of my favorite blogs the other day and I couldnt help but think of my Aubs when reading it. Ree has a daughter who is having a birthday. I would like to share it with you...

"It’s strange. As her eleventh birthday approaches, I’ve noticed that I’m just not struck with that heart-tugging, bittersweet feeling that usually comes every time one of my other children turn a year older. I’m excited for her, of course, but I’m just not welling up with tears and wanting to cry because she’s growing up—the way I do whenever the other kids hit a birthday.

And I know why.

It’s because I know she’ll never leave me. I’ll never have to face the reality of her growing older, because I know she’ll be mine forever. Her growing a year older doesn’t mean the same thing that it means with my other three, who will one day go on about their lives—whether that means college or work or becoming teachers or Navy Seals or Broadway stars. No, unlike the other children, I know my younger girl—my little petunia—will stay with me forever.

She has to.

I wouldn’t be able to breathe without her.

Now, lest you think this intensity of a mother-daughter relationship is unhealthy, do not worry! When she turns eighteen, I will have absolutely no problem allowing her to spread her wings and fly. If she wants to go to college, I’ll be 100% behind her.

No, really. I’ll literally be behind her, following her with my suitcase, dragging my favorite pillow and comforter behind me and carrying my boom box. Waving and hollering, “Wait for Mama, sweetie! I’ll be right there! Save me the top bunk!”

If she ever leaves…I’m going with her.

And that’s why I’m not worried about her birthday."By Ree Drummond


My sweet Quinny. I love you more than moon. You are my star.

Happy 7th Birthday Aubrie Quinn!