Sarah’s birthday was yesterday. She was nine years old. It is really hard to believe she is that old! She was born in Guam, while her dad was stationed there with the Air Force. She has traveled to more places than I have in her short little life. She now lives in Tacoma, Washington, and I rarely get to see her. The picture below was taken last July when she flew from Washington State to Washington, D.C. to visit with her father, brother, and step-mother. She is holding a picture of Seth, my son, when he was about the same age as she is now.
When I talked to her on the phone last night, she sounded so grown up! She’s all into Hannah Montana and Bratz. She’s making all A’s in school, and says her favorite subject is reading. She has a new baby sister who just turned one year old in November, and her mother is expecting another baby in May. I asked if she got a lot of gifts for her birthday, and she said her “real Dad” sent her a bunch of presents, but she was only opening one a day until they are all opened up. She said the fun lasts longer that way.
The picture below was taken last summer, too, at her Dad’s house. That is him and FabGrandpa there with her. They all look so happy together!
I asked her if she knows I love her and miss her. She said, “Yes, because you write that on every card you send me.”