Happy birthday, Z! I can't believe you are seven years old. It seems like only last week that we wrapped you up in a blanket and tried to figure out how to get the carseat into the back of the car so we could bring you home from the hospital.
You are a real joy to us, and have been a continual blessing from God. We're glad to have such a sweet daughter.
I'm sad to see you grow up so fast, but excited to see all the adventures you will have as you get older. Have a great seventh year of life, Z. I look forward to living it together with you.