Dear Bella,
Today, you are six years old.
The past six years have gone by very fast, it seems, but in the moment, they seemed to move so slow. There were days and nights I thought we may never get through, but here we are. We have been through a lot as a family, but it has only built us closer, tighter, stronger.
You are six. You are full of life. You experience everything in its fullness emotionally. You love to laugh and tell jokes. You like to do new things (unless it's tasting new foods). Today, you want to be a rock star, after you are done being a mommy, of course.

You are very sensitive to others who are hurting around you, and those you do not know. Recently, there was a tragic tornado in Joplin, MO, and I hesitated to tell you anything about it because we've been dealing with your fear of tornadoes for a while. However, I decided that to educate you about tornadoes may be more helpful, so we talked about them, the tragedy, and looked at some pictures. As soon as you realized you were looking at what used to be the homes of strangers, you started out loud praying for these people. You wanted to see more, and prayed for the people represented in each picture you saw. We had warnings going off around us, and you wanted to watch the news so you could pray for the people. Rather than letting your fear stop you, you ran it over with prayer. I pray that you will continue to live your life this way. That fear will never be a barrier to what God would have you accomplish in your life.
You love to do things your way (you are your mother's daughter). You like to figure it out, and do not want me to show you. You love to tell your sister what and how to do it. You really love it when she listens, and you are learning to deal with your frustration when she doesn't. You are learning to negotiate with her in your games of pretend. There are many days that you will gather your things and go outside or play in your room together for hours on end. (You also enjoy your 'alone time', much like your mother.) Sometimes I hear one of you calling, "Mommy," only to realize that I am not being called, but its a game of pretend. I pray that your friendship with your sister stays this way, that you always prefer each other's company, and that you continue to confide in and challenge one another.

You are making good friends. You light up whenever you see them, and I love to see you sitting together playing and telling secrets. There are times when you disagree, but it only takes about five minutes for your frustration to relax, and you are back together again.
You are very excited about your new little brother on the way. You wanted to name him Sophia if he was a girl, but you say you don't have any boy names in your head. That's probably a good thing, since Mommy and Daddy will be choosing his name!
You, at six years old, are becoming a prayer warrior. Your faith amazes me. You have prayed for Baby Bumblebee to be healthy and strong for as long as you've known of him. When my faith faltered, wondering if I should teach you to pray differently, wondering what I should tell you if something unexpected happens, you continue to just trust that God will care for us. You have prayed for the orphans in Haiti, even asking if we could bring one to live with us, so we could share what we have with them. You prayed for the people of Japan in the earthquake and tsunami, and you continue to pray for anyone you hear who may be in need.

You teach me more about God than you even understand. I see lessons of His love in your life. He uses you to show me how much He loves me. And your questions are often deeper than I feel prepared to answer. I pray that the Lord will lead and guide your Daddy and me in the best way to teach you about our Savior and His love for us, and how that understanding impacts our lives.
You are six years old. You are His beautiful creation. You are perfectly named - Isabella Rose - A Rose consecrated to God. May you always allow Him to work in your life and use you to His glory. I love you.
Happy Sixth Birthday!