I can’t believe the day is here, she’s actually 10!
That tiny bundle born at 03:09 9-8-2006 is finally 10 and I couldn’t be more proud.
My sidekick, my hero, my inspiration. We spent 7 years facing the world together and I wouldn’t change a single thing.
I taught my princess to skate, ride bikes, her Dad taught her to swim, so I taught her to dive in. Where I thought she would excel at dance classes, she cowered in the back and refused to follow their moves.
My beautiful girl is a lover of knowledge, history, comic books, science and sport. She can run fast, jump high and skate for hours. Whilst she hasn’t experienced the wild freedom I did as a child I have tried to give her independence, free will and a love of music.
We have sailed the Caribbean Sea, travelled on many a tube in London, climbed mountains in Wales, swam in the sea in Skegness and Scarborough, scaled the heights of the Emirates Airline and travelled the Thames on boats.
In the last 18 months we’ve struggled, cried and finally triumphed over her Times Tables, Reading and her spelling.
Mini you make me proud every day.