My babiest baby, Viola is 6 today. The cheekiest girl with the loudest full body belly laugh heard through her sh*t eating grin. The girl who kisses boys (the same one for three years so it’s more of a love story) and shows others her middle finger, and only wants to hear house music remixes (hence her fav song being on here lol). Never afraid of bugs or reptiles or doing flips off high surfaces. Covered in make up, glitter and stolen sugar by 6am every morning. The easiest baby who started sleeping through the night at 2 months old who still falls asleep after five minutes in the car every time. She’s got a cry that can be heard four houses down (allegedly) and usually gets whatever she wants so we can avoid hearing it 🫠. My little frat girl who begs for (nonalcohol) beer, red meat and treats just as much as she wants açaí and raw broccoli. All of which she wants to cook up herself. Begs for microbangs and wants to be a pop star (not when she grows up... right now). She wears her heart on her sleeve in every way and loves harder than any kid I’ve ever known. I can’t wait to see what she becomes but I hope she still calls us her best friends. Here’s to six years of pretending I’m in charge. Love you my little menace covered in lip gloss. The worlds louder, more thoughtful and a whole lot more fun because of you 🩷.