Erica is 24 today.
These are a few reasons why I love her so much:
She concisely put things into perspective.
She always is put together.
That she has every word memorized from every song in “Little Mermaid” and needs little urging to sing them.
She loves cats.
How she pulls a horrified face looking down at the weight scales that read 106.
She can make me laugh in 3 words or less.
She is addicted to pop culture as much as I am.
The simple way she turns everything classy.
Her deep devotion for Daniel Craig and Clive Owen.
How she cares for Zach.
How her weight loss diet consists of 2 Diet Cokes, 1 miniature Snicker bar and 2 cups of air.
Her empathy. Her thoughtfulness. Her grace. Her warmth.
How she must have her Diet Coke prepared with the “good ice” and sliced lime wedges, and has trained me to make them just so.
How she agrees with me when I tell her “you know your first child will be mine.”
How competitive she is during games.
Her self assurance.
How she loves a good theme party.
How easy it was for her to excel in school and graduate from college with honors.
I love you dear sweet daughter, and am still amazed as I watch you navigate through life without a misstep. Happy Birthday Erica, thank you for enlightening my life for 24 years.