Six...

My little one turned six on Saturday...  

How can it be my tiny, round bundle of screaming joy

 now loves to jam to Katie Perry

and has a serious fashion sense?  

When Kate was born,
we did not know her sex ahead of time...  

I really wanted to have a girl,
so her arrival was such a lovely surprise...
 

Was she going to be a Kelly,

an Ann

or a Kate?  

It was clear from the very first moment...  

She caterwauled so loud upon birth
that she blew out some micro pockets in her lungs
and had to be whisked up to NICU
for a few hours...  

Little did we know her glass shattering screams
were just the beginning...

After her first few months of reflux
and sleeping in a car seat at night,
Kate became a pumpkin faced, sweet baby
who smiled and cooed all the time...  

She quickly learned how to hang tough

with big brother, Jack...  

The battles continue to this day...  

But they are truly sweet with each other,

especially when I am not around...  

Kate is an artist, dancer, comedienne, tumbler, diva
and talker...  

Not one to let an affable silence settle in,
this girl puts the chat in chatter...  

Katherine MacCormack Herlihy, you make your mama proud.  

Enjoy being six....