hello tash. you turn 6. 6 years of watching you grow up from this tiny baby with red lips, to this amazing little girl.. red lips still present. in about 2 months, you're gonna be going to primary school. that is when all your aunts, uncles, grandma dont matter anymore. all that is gonna matter to you is your friends, fitting it, being popular.. yadayada. and i am so afraid of losing you to the world but i know i will. and i pray that you will grow up to be a fine young lady. whatever you do, just dont turn out like me. you're a talented and smart kid who is a little too emotional at times. we all love you.. very, very, very much. keep that in mind. six years has passed. i carried you. i fed you. i tempted you with ice cubes when you started crawling. i held your hands, bent my back to aid you as you were learning to walk. you bit my arm. i hit your hand. i screamed at you. you cried becos of me. we quarreled. i brought you out for movies. and you know what? im hoping to do so much more stuff with you. if you allow me to.. love you princess. p/s, you're the only girl i know that by the age of 3.. has a pair of prada mary janes! i dont even own a pair of prada! thank goodness you're not spoilt.